"Don't be disappointed"
Taken from one's own life.
My home is in a village about 12 km away from the city. I was a very good student when I was young. In 2004 I got a scholarship in Talent Pool in class five and also in 13 serials in the middle of the police station. Later I got admitted in a school next to class six. I was admitted to class seven in a good school. It was difficult to go by bicycle every day because I was far from home so I stayed in the school hostel. Everything was going well. I started to get lost in the environment in class eight. Friends, girlfriends, bidis, cigarettes etc. I started doing it. I missed the scholarship in this. I went for two friends without taking higher math test in class ten test exam. Later I came to the result and found 32 in general math and missing in higher math. Later when I found out at home my father turned his head to see my decline. From the test to the exam, my respected headmaster himself started taking care of my daily studies. Then I got the result with the SSC exam. A- In that respect, I got 4.25 somehow, Alhamdulillah. Then I started thinking about where I will be admitted. How is the department. The shopkeeper himself gave the choice. Later I got a chance in Bogra Polytechnic Institute in Mining and Mine Survey Technology. However, in the second shift I got a chance in Naogaon Polytechnic Institute in Food Technology. Our diploma engineers do not have the opportunity to do BSc in the only public university. I was very upset to hear all this. Then my father said you take the admission test again next year. Brothers and sisters who studied in good departments like civil, mechanical, electrical, they were very contemptible. They used to have fun, they used to laugh. This department is not good, the future is dark.
Towards the end of 2011 a preaching congregation came from a country. A brother told me to go for three days. I agreed to go home for three days. I know how I felt when I came from there. I quit bidi cigarettes, I quit my girlfriend, I quit my lost friends, I quit my pants shirt, I started wearing Punjabi pajamas, I left my beard.
From then on, I don't know why I wouldn't be disappointed no matter what. Since I didn't have a purpose, I don't have a job, I don't have a BSc. So I didn't do it before the study exam. In the fourth episode, I played a referendum on a subject. Later in the seventh episode, I played the referendum again. After that, I did not pass the board challenge. After the industrial training, I went to preach for four months. From there, I took the referendum test. After that, he advised me from home to get admission in a private university. I left for Dhaka. Later my friend Mahmud called and said brother you come to my congregation I have ten more days left. I went to Munshiganj without talking to my friend. The time was 2015. When I went there I found out about Duet Mechanical Engineering and Industrial Production Engineering. I will be able to take the admission test in the department. At that time the test was only about a month and a half. I called my father and asked him what I should do. Aslam Gazipur. The result of the diploma before the admission test. I thought I would fail again in that subject because I just answered the very short question. The result is the real 3.14 CGPA. I took the test without preparing for the test. There was no chance.
I came to Gazipur again for the exam of 2018. I did some studies even though it wasn't too much for one year. I went to Sunamganj for Jamaat again for forty days with the exam. I went to Jamaat and got the result that I didn't get a chance. Maybe they were crying a lot but I don't know why I was crying. I was in charge of the congregation so I was comforting everyone and by the grace of God I didn't feel anything. I thought I would suffer a lot at home. But my father and brother gave me a lot of courage at that time. Rakhi, my brother was in the army before but quit his job in an accident. My father and mother did not let me understand the lack of good at home. He gave me what I wanted even though I did not want anything for luxury. Sent
He called me from here and said don't worry, come home after shouting. Come home and advise me what can be done in the future.
After shouting, we all came home and sat together. Dad, brother said what are you thinking now. Will you do BSc in private university, or will you go out with IELTS, or will you go for admission again? I told my father and brother to give me one last chance. I will see Insha Allah. Dad said, I had my own dream of becoming an engineer but it was not because of your grandfather. You fulfill my dream. Dad, I will sell all my land and teach it. Insha Allah. Brother, you try. I ran to Gazipur again with the goal of an uncertain future. I know why I would not be disappointed. I began to study at my own pace. I used to study, time and worship at my own time. The funny thing is not fun but lack of money. I started teaching privately even though they were forced to study. I think I am teaching privately where there are examinees. Although many people have done it but I was not a good student. In 2016 I took the admission test for the last time. .Jama The result was that I got a chance in the mechanical engineering department. I read the thanksgiving prayers after hearing the news. I called my brother and said that I got a chance. Why did the big man cry when he heard this. I couldn't hold back my tears. Dad, Mom also cried. Then I realized how people cry even when they are happy. I first got a chance in the mechanical department or duet from the mining department, although later a few younger brothers got a chance. Later I found out from the waiting list that I am on the waiting list of the industrial production engineering department.
I am in the middle of third year now. Even though my high school friends are working after finishing their studies from different universities, I know why my frustration does not work. I think one day the job will be Insha Allah. Even if I don't have a job, I will not die. The boy will be an engineer, I will be able to fulfill it, God willing.
So I will request everyone to never be disappointed. Love yourself, work hard, God willing, you can too.
"Don't be disappointed" Taken from one's own life. My home is in a village about 12 km away from the city. I was a very good student when I was young. In 2004 I got a scholarship in Talent Pool in class five and also in 13 serials in the middle of the police station. Later I got admitted in a school next to class six. I was admitted to class seven in a good school. It was difficult to go by bicycle every day because I was far from home so I stayed in the school hostel. Everything was going well. I started to get lost in the environment in class eight. Friends, girlfriends, bidis, cigarettes etc. I started doing it. I missed the scholarship in this. I went for two friends without taking higher math test in class ten test exam. Later I came to the result and found 32 in general math and missing in higher math. Later when I found out at home my father turned his head to see my decline. From the test to the exam, my respected headmaster himself started taking care of my daily studies. Then I got the result with the SSC exam. A- In that respect, I got 4.25 somehow, Alhamdulillah. Then I started thinking about where I will be admitted. How is the department. The shopkeeper himself gave the choice. Later I got a chance in Bogra Polytechnic Institute in Mining and Mine Survey Technology. However, in the second shift I got a chance in Naogaon Polytechnic Institute in Food Technology. Our diploma engineers do not have the opportunity to do BSc in the only public university. I was very upset to hear all this. Then my father said you take the admission test again next year. Brothers and sisters who studied in good departments like civil, mechanical, electrical, they were very contemptible. They used to have fun, they used to laugh. This department is not good, the future is dark. Towards the end of 2011 a preaching congregation came from a country. A brother told me to go for three days. I agreed to go home for three days. I know how I felt when I came from there. I quit bidi cigarettes, I quit my girlfriend, I quit my lost friends, I quit my pants shirt, I started wearing Punjabi pajamas, I left my beard. From then on, I don't know why I wouldn't be disappointed no matter what. Since I didn't have a purpose, I don't have a job, I don't have a BSc. So I didn't do it before the study exam. In the fourth episode, I played a referendum on a subject. Later in the seventh episode, I played the referendum again. After that, I did not pass the board challenge. After the industrial training, I went to preach for four months. From there, I took the referendum test. After that, he advised me from home to get admission in a private university. I left for Dhaka. Later my friend Mahmud called and said brother you come to my congregation I have ten more days left. I went to Munshiganj without talking to my friend. The time was 2015. When I went there I found out about Duet Mechanical Engineering and Industrial Production Engineering. I will be able to take the admission test in the department. At that time the test was only about a month and a half. I called my father and asked him what I should do. Aslam Gazipur. The result of the diploma before the admission test. I thought I would fail again in that subject because I just answered the very short question. The result is the real 3.14 CGPA. I took the test without preparing for the test. There was no chance. I came to Gazipur again for the exam of 2018. I did some studies even though it wasn't too much for one year. I went to Sunamganj for Jamaat again for forty days with the exam. I went to Jamaat and got the result that I didn't get a chance. Maybe they were crying a lot but I don't know why I was crying. I was in charge of the congregation so I was comforting everyone and by the grace of God I didn't feel anything. I thought I would suffer a lot at home. But my father and brother gave me a lot of courage at that time. Rakhi, my brother was in the army before but quit his job in an accident. My father and mother did not let me understand the lack of good at home. He gave me what I wanted even though I did not want anything for luxury. Sent He called me from here and said don't worry, come home after shouting. Come home and advise me what can be done in the future. After shouting, we all came home and sat together. Dad, brother said what are you thinking now. Will you do BSc in private university, or will you go out with IELTS, or will you go for admission again? I told my father and brother to give me one last chance. I will see Insha Allah. Dad said, I had my own dream of becoming an engineer but it was not because of your grandfather. You fulfill my dream. Dad, I will sell all my land and teach it. Insha Allah. Brother, you try. I ran to Gazipur again with the goal of an uncertain future. I know why I would not be disappointed. I began to study at my own pace. I used to study, time and worship at my own time. The funny thing is not fun but lack of money. I started teaching privately even though they were forced to study. I think I am teaching privately where there are examinees. Although many people have done it but I was not a good student. In 2016 I took the admission test for the last time. .Jama The result was that I got a chance in the mechanical engineering department. I read the thanksgiving prayers after hearing the news. I called my brother and said that I got a chance. Why did the big man cry when he heard this. I couldn't hold back my tears. Dad, Mom also cried. Then I realized how people cry even when they are happy. I first got a chance in the mechanical department or duet from the mining department, although later a few younger brothers got a chance. Later I found out from the waiting list that I am on the waiting list of the industrial production engineering department. I am in the middle of third year now. Even though my high school friends are working after finishing their studies from different universities, I know why my frustration does not work. I think one day the job will be Insha Allah. Even if I don't have a job, I will not die. The boy will be an engineer, I will be able to fulfill it, God willing. So I will request everyone to never be disappointed. Love yourself, work hard, God willing, you can too.