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pagol-chagol
February 6, 2009, 11:18 AM
Norail to Kolkata. People used to walk that distance just a century ago. How long does it take to travel by car now?

http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl (http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl)

DJ Sahastra
February 6, 2009, 11:24 AM
I doubt if Mashrafe is thinking of anything other than first-class air tickets.

Btw, how far is his home from Pabna? :)

pagol-chagol
February 6, 2009, 11:28 AM
I doubt if Mashrafe is thinking of anything other than first-class air tickets.

Btw, how far is his home from Pabna? :)

Sorry Norail was in Kushtia (not Khulna-edited).

I doubt if there is any direct flight from Norail to Kolkata. I was thinking about how many of his friends and family members will travel to Kolkata for every game.

shabbir
February 6, 2009, 11:31 AM
I doubt our general people will afford to buy even gallery ticket.Last time Shah Khan was disappointed to see ticket sale.400 rupees for one gallery ticket too much for ordinary people

desirocker
February 6, 2009, 11:34 AM
but still its far

pagol-chagol
February 6, 2009, 11:35 AM
I just looked up google map, and Narail is only 100 miles from Kolkata and there is direct major road (Bangladesh style highway?) going from Narail to Kolkata. Good for them.

mali007
February 6, 2009, 11:37 AM
Joto door - e houk ---- norail express -- a chorey kolkata jaabo !!!!

Rabz
February 6, 2009, 12:00 PM
I just looked up google map, and Narail is only 100 miles from Kolkata and there is direct major road (Bangladesh style highway?) going from Narail to Kolkata. Good for them.

I think its called Jessore road.
its starts in Jessore and ends up in somewhere in West Bengal, in Calcutta if i'm not mistaken.

There just be a road connecting the two neighbouring Districts, Jessore and Narail.

So practically, Calcutta is just on the other side of the road for Mash, never mind how long the road is.

DJ Sahastra
February 6, 2009, 12:03 PM
You guys must be out of your mind to think that Mashrafe has any road in his mind. That unless he is scared of the regional airline :)

rubel_18
February 6, 2009, 12:12 PM
Looking at the wages he is gonna get I fink he's thinking about a first class ticket to Calcutta Airport

Rabz
February 6, 2009, 12:22 PM
Too bad, that first class ride is only going to last 45 mins.
Thats the flight time between Dhaka-Kolkata!

Spitfire_x86
February 6, 2009, 12:33 PM
45 mins is in crappy GMG planes, 35 mins in others

pagol-chagol
February 6, 2009, 12:37 PM
I think its called Jessore road.
its starts in Jessore and ends up in somewhere in West Bengal, in Calcutta if i'm not mistaken.

There just be a road connecting the two neighbouring Districts, Jessore and Narail.

So practically, Calcutta is just on the other side of the road for Mash, never mind how long the road is.

Is that Jessore Road? Wow. Thanks for telling me that. Jessore road was a major artery through which people fled during our two biggest political shake ups this century. Trail of tears. There is a song by "Lopa Mudra Mitro" about the tears on Jessore Road.

http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl

Narail is at the middle of Kolkata airport and Dhaka airport. About 100 miles either way. His friends and family must be gobbling up season tickets.

Zeeshan
February 6, 2009, 12:44 PM
Possible future thread opening topics:

-Will Mashrafe say "jol" instead of "pani" when in India?
-Is Mashrafe a fan of Buddhodev Goo?
-Talvin Singh or Buddha Bar? Which one is in Mashrafe's ipod?
-Do you think Mashrafe will try thali once in India?
-Do you think Mashrafe will say "Aggey dada maainey jaa dey, tate gorom jol diye chaan korar bhaggi jute nai....?"

pagol-chagol
February 6, 2009, 12:52 PM
Possible future thread opening topics:

-Will Mashrafe say "jol" instead of "pani" when in India?
-Is Mashrafe a fan of Buddhodev Goo?
-Talvin Singh or Buddha Bar? Which one is in Mashrafe's ipod?
-Do you think Mashrafe will try thali once in India?
-Do you think Mashrafe will say "Aggey dada maainey jaa dey, tate gorom jol diye chaan korar bhaggi jute nai....?"

Hahaha :notworthy: . Point taken. I thought it was great that Mashrafee's home was so close to KKR stadium. A player from Jessore would have been even closer.

Murad
February 6, 2009, 01:01 PM
Bengali should say Jol. Pani is a urdu/Parsi word. Jol is the real bangla for water.

Ajfar
February 6, 2009, 02:19 PM
try mapquest

One World
February 6, 2009, 02:22 PM
<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"><tbody> <tr> <td> <table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"> <tbody> <tr> <td>September on Jessore Road
</td> <td width="120">
</td></tr></tbody></table>
</td></tr> <tr> <td> <table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="20"> </td> <td wudyz="42" ekmgs="2" valign="top">Millions of babies watching the skies
Bellies swollen, with big round eyes
On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts
Noplace to **** but sand channel ruts

Millions of fathers in rain
Millions of mothers in pain
Millions of brothers in woe
Millions of sisters nowhere to go

One Million aunts are dying for bread
One Million uncles lamenting the dead
Grandfather millions homeless and sad
Grandmother millions silently mad

Millions of daughters walk in the mud
Millions of children wash in the flood
A Million girls vomit & groan
Millions of families hopeless alone

Millions of souls nineteenseventyone
homeless on Jessore road under grey sun
A million are dead, the million who can
Walk toward Calcutta from East Pakistan

Taxi September along Jessore Road
Oxcart skeletons drag charcoal load
past watery fields thru rain flood ruts
Dung cakes on treetrunks, plastic-roof huts

Wet processions Families walk
Stunted boys big heads don't talk
Look bony skulls & silent round eyes
Starving black angels in human disguise

Mother squats weeping & points to her sons
Standing thin legged like elderly nuns
small bodied hands to their mouths in prayer
Five months small food since they settled there

on one floor mat with small empty pot
Father lifts up his hands at their lot
Tears come to their mother's eye
Pain makes mother Maya cry

Two children together in palmroof shade
Stare at me no word is said
Rice ration, lentils one time a week
Milk powder for warweary infants meek

No vegetable money or work for the man
Rice lasts four days eat while they can
Then children starve three days in a row
and vomit their next food unless they eat slow.

On Jessore road Mother wept at my knees
Bengali tongue cried mister Please
Identity card torn up on the floor
Husband still waits at the camp office door

Baby at play I was washing the flood
Now they won't give us any more food
The pieces are here in my celluloid purse
Innocent baby play our death curse

Two policemen surrounded by thousands of boys
Crowded waiting their daily bread joys
Carry big whistles & long bamboo sticks
to whack them in line They play hungry tricks

Breaking the line and jumping in front
Into the circle sneaks one skinny runt
Two brothers dance forward on the mud stage
Teh gaurds blow their whistles & chase them in rage

Why are these infants massed in this place
Laughing in play & pushing for space
Why do they wait here so cheerful & dread
Why this is the House where they give children bread

The man in the bread door Cries & comes out
Thousands of boys and girls Take up his shout
Is it joy? is it prayer? "No more bread today"
Thousands of Children at once scream "Hooray!"

Run home to tents where elders await
Messenger children with bread from the state
No bread more today! & and no place to squat
Painful baby, sick **** he has got.

Malnutrition skulls thousands for months
Dysentery drains bowels all at once
Nurse shows disease card Enterostrep
Suspension is wanting or else chlorostrep

Refugee camps in hospital shacks
Newborn lay naked on mother's thin laps
Monkeysized week old Rheumatic babe eye
Gastoenteritis Blood Poison thousands must die

September Jessore Road rickshaw
50,000 souls in one camp I saw
Rows of bamboo huts in the flood
Open drains, & wet families waiting for food

Border trucks flooded, food cant get past,
American Angel machine please come fast!
Where is Ambassador Bunker today?
Are his Helios machinegunning children at play?

Where are the helicopters of U.S. AID?
Smuggling dope in Bangkok's green shade.
Where is America's Air Force of Light?
Bombing North Laos all day and all night?

Where are the President's Armies of Gold?
Billionaire Navies merciful Bold?
Bringing us medicine food and relief?
Napalming North Viet Nam and causing more grief?

Where are our tears? Who weeps for the pain?
Where can these families go in the rain?
Jessore Road's children close their big eyes
Where will we sleep when Our Father dies?

Whom shall we pray to for rice and for care?
Who can bring bread to this **** flood foul'd lair?
Millions of children alone in the rain!
Millions of children weeping in pain!

Ring O ye tongues of the world for their woe
Ring out ye voices for Love we don't know
Ring out ye bells of electrical pain
Ring in the conscious of America brain

How many children are we who are lost
Whose are these daughters we see turn to ghost?
What are our souls that we have lost care?
Ring out ye musics and weep if you dare--

Cries in the mud by the thatch'd house sand drain
Sleeps in huge pipes in the wet ****-field rain
waits by the pump well, Woe to the world!
whose children still starve in their mother's arms curled.

Is this what I did to myself in the past?
What shall I do Sunil Poet I asked?
Move on and leave them without any coins?
What should I care for the love of my loins?

What should we care for our cities and cars?
What shall we buy with our Food Stamps on Mars?
How many millions sit down in New York
& sup this night's table on bone & roast pork?

How many millions of beer cans are tossed
in Oceans of Mother? How much does She cost?
Cigar gasolines and asphalt car dreams
Stinking the world and dimming star beams--

Finish the war in your breast with a sigh
Come tast the tears in your own Human eye
Pity us millions of phantoms you see
Starved in Samsara on planet TV

How many millions of children die more
before our Good Mothers perceive the Great Lord?
How many good fathers pay tax to rebuild
Armed forces that boast the children they've killed?

How many souls walk through Maya in pain
How many babes in illusory pain?
How many families hollow eyed lost?
How many grandmothers turning to ghost?

How many loves who never get bread?
How many Aunts with holes in their head?
How many sisters skulls on the ground?
How many grandfathers make no more sound?

How many fathers in woe
How many sons nowhere to go?
How many daughters nothing to eat?
How many uncles with swollen sick feet?

Millions of babies in pain
Millions of mothers in rain
Millions of brothers in woe
Millions of children nowhere to go

Allen Ginsberg


I wish Allen was alive and could write a new poem - a poem of hope and change in this recession free transit!
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akabir77
February 6, 2009, 02:44 PM
I thought KKR r not playing in cullkatta.... they have some other fields out side the city or something...

Kabir
February 6, 2009, 02:45 PM
It's like this:

Jessore | | Kolkata

The pipelines in b/w is the border...and between the pipelines is the No Man's Land.

I suggest Mashrafee turns it into:
Jessore | [Mash's home] | Kolkata

Zunaid
February 6, 2009, 02:56 PM
Bengali should say Jol. Pani is a urdu/Parsi word. Jol is the real bangla for water.

Both words originate from Sanskrit. Each group chose a different variant to appear different.

bangla-red
February 6, 2009, 03:16 PM
Can't his family get a hotel in Kolkata?

Murad
February 6, 2009, 03:18 PM
Both words originate from Sanskrit. Each group chose a different variant to appear different.

Yes.. but still isn't it Urdu?

I think our bengali language is mixed-up of so many other langauges. Parsi, Urdu, Spanish, Hindi, English, Arabic..etc..

Zeeshan
February 6, 2009, 03:27 PM
french,portuguese,danish,russian...

pagol-chagol
February 6, 2009, 03:48 PM
One World,

600,000 thanks for that Allen Ginsberg poem.

aniksh1
February 6, 2009, 03:57 PM
Pani comes from Sanskrit word Paniyat I believe.

Rabz
February 6, 2009, 04:01 PM
kothar "jol' kothae gorae...
shuru hole Mash er bari diye..
ekhon amra chole jassi jol/pani debate e..!!

AsifTheManRahman
February 6, 2009, 07:38 PM
Bengali should say Jol. Pani is a urdu/Parsi word. Jol is the real bangla for water.
Auttar

RazabQ
February 6, 2009, 07:57 PM
Wrong. PPl in new kali say "haani"

uss01
February 6, 2009, 10:11 PM
I wouldn't be surprised if he's afraid of flying Biman. I would be.


You guys must be out of your mind to think that Mashrafe has any road in his mind. That unless he is scared of the regional airline :)

Ashfaq
February 7, 2009, 06:53 AM
Yes.. but still isn't it Urdu?

I think our bengali language is mixed-up of so many other langauges. Parsi, Urdu, Spanish, Hindi, English, Arabic..etc..


Nope, It isn't. Bangla has many words borrowed from other languages, but linguistically, grammatically, Bangla is as pure as it was a thousand years ago, untill we discovered L33t Version of bangla, with words like jakkas, joss, which had no meaning when I was 10.

And by the way, doesn't matter what the etymology of a word is, both "Jol" and "Pani" are bangla words when a bangali uses it.

P.S. Sorry guys, another off topic post. But the recipe of an interesting thread is unimportant opener, off topic thread every second post and a very silly controversy. I hope I have done my part to ignite a controversie that is as useless as they can get.:-D

mijanur
February 7, 2009, 10:43 AM
no i need to write a poem

the skies r orange but mortaza is red
only has sights for the crowds
they say they dont like the nerd
the bowl is coming fast and is round..

mash has a blink and swifts his hand
the bowl goes over the bowler
who says that was a howler
the bowl reaches the westlife bands...

wat a fantastic poem

nycpro96
February 7, 2009, 11:05 AM
no i need to write a poem

the skies r orange but mortaza is red
only has sights for the crowds
they say they dont like the nerd
the bowl is coming fast and is round..

mash has a blink and swifts his hand
the bowl goes over the bowler
who says that was a howler
the bowl reaches the westlife bands...

wat a fantastic poem

:-D:-D

mijanur
February 7, 2009, 11:27 AM
:-D:-D

tnx lol

Akib
February 7, 2009, 11:31 AM
Yes.. but still isn't it Urdu?

I think our bengali language is mixed-up of so many other langauges. Parsi, Urdu, Spanish, Hindi, English, Arabic..etc..

They are both Sanskrit.

BANFAN
February 7, 2009, 11:36 AM
Sorry Norail was in Kushtia (not Khulna-edited).

.........................

You got it wrong again. Narail was in Jessore district, not Kushtia. :)

DJ: I doubt if Mashrafe is thinking of anything other than first-class air tickets. Btw, how far is his home from Pabna?

His home is about 400 Km away (By Road) from Pabna :)

karimjay.
February 9, 2009, 01:08 AM
hm.

my bari in bangladesh is in narayanganj, near fatulla stadium :D.

shah rukh khan should bring the ipl to near my place.