Life, Dreams and Reality -- Sohel's Blog

Dan Brown's latest novel "Origin" is an entertaining book. Like his previous novels, the author has created a page turner, though the main plot of the book I found to be not too shocking as I could deduce it from the very early on, however, I found this as an absorbing reading because of its presentation of two very basic questions of humanity: Where do we come from? Where are we going? Like the other classic Dan Brown's novels, the protagonist professor Robert Langdon embarks on a whirlwind adventure finding out the puzzle left by a brilliant scientist and futurist Edmond Kirsch and his progeny the artificial intelligence entity called Winston. What is a bit different in Origin than say from Da Vinci Code or Angels and Demons is that unlike the more narrower scope of previous stories, this one tries to answer the existential questions of humanity. Some of the pros and cons presented regarding life's origin, it's undeniable future progression and the ri

Terry Hayes' I am Pilgrim is probably one of the best spy thriller books I've read in recent days. More than 800 pages long but packed with heart pounding actions, deep character development along with the writer's observations of socioeconomic malice abundant in many parts of the world. The protagonist and the main villain, both of them brilliant and determined in their own cause, and the various events that led to the final climax was breathtaking. This was a page turner and the writer Terry Hayes is prolific in his words, describing scenes in detail as if I was watching a movie. It proves the brilliance of the writer's screenwriting ability that he transformed into this unputdownable book. Some of the acute observations that protagonists and other characters made are memorable. Here is a quote: "Edmund Burke said the problem with war is that it usually consumes the very things that you’re fighting for—justice, decency, humanity—and I couldn’t help but think

An instrumental music of a nostalgic song from my childhood. I don't remember all the lyrics but still remember the melancholic tune that I played in my keyboard tonight. A few lines of lyrics that I can remember: সারাটা বিকেল আমার একেলা কেটে যায় শুধু তোমায় ভেবে ভেবে সময় যে কেটে যায় ছোট্ট বেলার পুতুল খেলার সঙ্গীরা কোথায়? এখন দিন গুলো যেন বছর মনে হয় আবার রাত গুলো যেন বছরে ফুরোয় ....... এই অবেলায় এই অবেলায় -------------- ছোট্ট বেলার পুতুল খেলার সঙ্গীরা কোথায়? English translation: My all evening passes alone Only thinking of you all the time is spent Where are all the childhood friends? Now the days seem like years Even the nights ends in years ................. In this wrong time In this wrong time ------------------- Where are all the childhood friends?