…The catastrophe in Bangladesh has begun,” he said. “The warnings [by the IPCC] are unfolding much faster than anyone anticipated.” Until a few years ago, Rezwan was an architect, designing buildings for rich people – “but I thought, is this what I want to do while my country drowns? Create buildings that will be under water soon anyway?”

…”You can see what has started to happen,” she says. The vision of the country drowning is becoming more real every day. Where could all these 150 million people go? India is already building a border fence to keep them out; I can’t imagine the country’s other neighbour – Burma – will offer much refuge. “We are the first to be affected, not the last,” Anam says. “Everyone should take a good look at Bangladesh. This story will become your story. We are your future.”

Well, do you get the fact ? Bangladesh is set to disappear under the waves by the end of the century.

Bangladesh, the most crowded nation on earth, is set to disappear under the waves by the end of this century – and we will be to blame. Johann Hari took a journey to see for himself how western profligacy and indifference have sealed the fate of 150 million peoplewent to see for himself the spreading misery and destruction as the ocean reclaims the land on which so many millions depend – A special report by Johann Hari

… New version:

TRADITIONAL ECONOMICS
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies and the economy grows.
You retire on the income.

AMERICAN ECONOMICS
You have two cows.
You sell one and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
You profess surprise when the cow drops dead. You put the blame on some
nation with cows and naturally that nation will be a danger to mankind.
You wage a war to save the world and grab the cows.
[...]

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Wanted some wallpaper!! I’d bored with folders and files all over my deskboard. Thought why not hunt some warm peace. All wells end’s well, this made my day.

And, the result:

With bonus:

I want to be where the Sun warms the sky
When it’s time for siesta you can watch them go by
Beautiful faces, no cares in this World
Where a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a girl…
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be …
Warm wind carried on the sea
I prayed that the days would last
They went so fast…

….

I feels, I almost there

Just noticed I didn’t post since a long! Well, it’s about time, what they said: Time and tide… For me: Time and pride… didn’t let me play with my blog ;P

Just jocking! Anyway, good day!

LOL! Got the error and found this ;P

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Leap and enjoy, before this (extra) leap-year-day gone away!

Beauty of the highest kind.
Found in every corner of your face.
The centre of your being.
The very meaning of grace.

You are the beginning
The middle
The end.

You are me
My best friend
I belong to you
with my very core..

you are all I want.

Nothing less
Nothing more.
You complete me.

You make me whole.
You are my mind.

My body.

My soul.

Song: Bangla Desh
Album: The Concert For Bangla Desh
Duration: 3.04
Track No.: 2-9
Composer: George Harrison
Vocals: George Harrison
Year: 1971

Lyrics

My friend came to me, with sadness in his eyes
He told me that he wanted help
Before his country dies

Although I couldn’t feel the pain, I knew I had to try
Now I’m asking all of you
To help us save some lives

Bangla Desh, Bangla Desh
Where so many people are dying fast
And it sure looks like a mess
I’ve never seen such distress
Now won’t you lend your hand and understand
Relieve the people of Bangla Desh

Bangla Desh, Bangla Desh
Such a great disaster – I don’t understand
But it sure looks like a mess
I’ve never known such distress
Now please don’t turn away, I want to hear you say
Relieve the people of Bangla Desh
Relieve Bangla Desh

Bangla Desh, Bangla Desh
Now it may seem so far from where we all are
It’s something we can’t neglect
It’s something I can’t neglect
Now won’t you give some bread to get the starving fed
We’ve got to relieve Bangla Desh
Relieve the people of Bangla Desh
We’ve got to relieve Bangla Desh
Relieve the people of Bangla Desh

Happy New Year, Mate!

We can walk our road together
If our goals are all the same.
We can run alone and free
If we pursue a different aim.
Let the Truth of Love be lighted,
Let the Love of Truth shine clear. Sensibility,
Armed with sense and liberty,
With the Heart and Mind united in a single
Perfect
Sphere.

The Sphere: A Kind of Dream (Rush: Hemispheres)