About Me

I want to ask you a question:

Isn’t it strange that in this vast universe we occupy such a small space and yet, our everyday lives seem so difficult to manage?

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I’ve never felt so small, Houston!

Think about it for a few seconds. If the Earth is that small, how miniscule are we and our worries? And yet, keeping up with our studies, romantic relationships, friendships, family members, career, professional relationships, and financial, social, environmental and political elements of the ecosystem we live in – it can become completely overwhelming. Faster than a hummingbird can flap its wings.

If the Earth is that small, how miniscule are we and our worries?

Saddest Story of My Life

At least, for me it did. On November 2013, I returned to Bangladesh from London after completing my 1-year Practical Filmmaking course. It was the lowest point of my life. My dreams of becoming an international film director had been shattered and for the first time in my then 26-year-old life, I had tasted the bitter, gut-wrenching taste of epic failure. But why? Only because I had been dreaming of becoming a film director for the past 10 years (against the advice of my best friends and my parents) and had finally presented the opportunity. About a year ago, I had boarded a plane on my way to MET Film School, a prestigious film school in England. However, God must have been laughing. Being an introverted geek who had previously studied in the fields of science and commerce (mostly science) and mostly been a quiet shy person all my life; entering into the ever vibrant, gregarious, creative and sometimes garrulous world of filmmakers had completely taken me off guard. And when the time came to display grit, I displayed cowardice and immaturity instead. As a result, my dreams of acing the course and moving on to Hollywood had been shattered. I had to return; back to where I started from, with my tail between my legs. The flight back from London was a long and arduous one. I kept thinking and thinking about what I did wrong and why I failed and how I could have made it better. I could not even gather the courage to think about the future or even the present for that matter. Because I didn’t have a Plan B. What was I going to do? What was I thinking?

I didn’t have a Plan B.

Why It Happened?

This is because when I had left Bangladesh a year ago, I never thought even for a scintilla of a second that I ‘might fail’. So I never saw it coming. And even my extreme haters could not have imagined it as agonizingly as it had gone down. I was always a good student. Always attentive, focused and strategic in my approach (apart from a few incidents). So the shock I and everyone around me experienced was soul crushing for me, to say the least. I delved so deep down into the spiraling tunnel of depression and frustration that every time I tried to dream of a better future I could only see dark blinds wrapped around mine, and not a single iota of hope. The only thing I felt comfortable doing was going to bed, closing my eyes and wishing that when I opened them, I would wake up back in 2012, on the flight to London from Bangladesh. What I really needed to find was the ‘restart level’ button, I thought. Or a time machine.

The only thing I felt comfortable doing was going to bed, closing my eyes and wishing that when I opened them, I would wake up back in 2012, on the flight to London from Bangladesh.

The Search For Time Machine…

It ended very soon. Because time can never be turned back, at least that technology has not been invented. But much of this gloom and doom scenario took an entirely new direction in the next 3 years. I got accepted into the best business school in Bangladesh, managed to achieve a decent CGPA, worked together with people from all existing batches of my uni to organize several cultural programs (in one of which I was the key in-charge person, which was themed on Oscar Awards), opened my own youtube channel and made 12 videos since last year (over 50 now on February 2017), finished 4 MOOCs besides the MBA (over 8 now), worked as an editor of a documentary named Finding Bangladesh 2, learned Photoshop & Illustrator (two software which were very difficult for me), got over my fear of public speaking and spoke, acted and sang on the stage, created and launched this website and actually became a lot more social, influential and productive than I ever thought I would be.

Donating free rice to poor people in campus.

Working as one the ADs on Finding Bangladesh 2.

Jumping in Sazek Valley like it's nobody's business.

Jumping in Sazek Valley like it’s nobody’s business.

Why don't young people like Bob Dylan anymore? Don't Think Twice, It's Alright

This was before he won the Nobel Prize. By he I mean Bob Dylan whose ‘Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright’ I was covering that night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So it’s safe to say, that the spiraling tunnel of depression had actually worked as a wormhole which threw me out to this positive side of my life.

But it didn’t happen overnight. And it didn’t happen on its own.

So, How Did It Happen?

After I came to my senses, about 3 months after coming back.  I realized that I had lost some valuable time due to all this drama. I felt like I was behind in the race for a good career and personal growth. I needed to pick up the speed. It was an easy calculation. Taking apart sleep time and other daily generic activities, we get 14-16 hours per day. I decided to make the most efficient use of it. So I actively started researching on and pursuing a hyperactive, hyper-productive lifestyle. However, I also prioritized on maintaining balance between work and leisure. I kept reading books, blog posts and articles on productivity, watched many, many videos on YouTube. I also talked to many brilliant and successful people on this and shared notes.

But most importantly, I took notes from every source and applied them in my life. I experimented with what worked and what did not. Then I repeated the good ones and left out the mistakes.

I even changed many of my personal habits and modeled my behavior pattern. In some cases, I made a paradigm shift of my entire thought process. I let go of old perspectives and discovered new ones, like you would change an old pair of hazed glasses to get a new one. It wasn’t easy to do. But I have gained success from the lessons I learned in doing so, and I believe you can too, if you follow them. That is why I felt the need to make this blog. Because I literally moved from the worst possible story of my life to the best possible story. So now I want to share the secrets and the newer ways I am learning to become a better individual.

The Simple Flowchart

You see, even among all the problems we face each and every day, we human beings still are sending out spaceships and satellites into the universe. And we are doing this by planning, building, coordinating our efforts with others and improvising. There are always failure stories in a highly successful person’s life. But the most important part is the getting back up. Because life isn’t about getting caught up in our problems or ruminating over them over and over, it’s to take charge of our actions and solve them. It’s there to help others solve their problems and add value to the ecosystem that we are a part of. So we always hope for a better day, no matter how audacious it may seem in the ghastly darkness of spiraling tunnel of depression and frustration because only hope can point us towards our internal freedom. There’s one simple flowchart: Dream, plan, execute, reflect, repeat.

There’s one simple flowchart: Dream, plan, execute, reflect, repeat.

I hope this website can help you direct the spaceship of your life to your desired destination (or maybe even better), just like it happened with Red:

via GIPHY

Thank you for taking the time out to read about my life. If you’re curious to learn more about my quests in life, visit the start here page or you can check out my impossible list.