In Pathé… for Max Payne

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I first heard of Max Payne back in 2001 and I played that game after just one year. I never forget the moments that I enjoyed during the game play. What a game! It changed the definition of 3D shooting game. Astonishing graphics and tactic of game play along with Bullet Time Combo made that game fascinating to me. For the first time I saw Bullet Time in any game and which made that game more lucrative to me indeed! From that time till now Max Payne is one of my most favourite games.

I saw Mark Wahlberg first in the movie The Italian Job. He played as a thief named , who believes in robbery with no bloodshed. I’ve seen many heist films but not like The Italian Job. And Mark was the nucleus of that movie. Cool headed, intelligent, funny and good looking – no one is perfect as Charlie Croker but Mark. later I saw him in Invincible. Another good movie from Mark. And for these two movies I always like him.

Now just combine the two Max Payne and Mark Wahlberg, the result should be outstanding outcomes. That was my expectation for the newly released movie Max Payne. For the last couple of weeks I was too busy with my exams. So when I got a break in this weekend, I looked no further, with my cousin Erik, I went to Pathé to watch this movie. And I was disappointed!

I expected to watch a lot of special effects full of bullet time combo with blasting action sequences. To my disappointed the director used the bullet time combo only for twice. And it became more a detective movie rather than an action movie. The most disheartening fact is that, the movie suddenly came to an end. May be there is a plan for the sequel but that doesn’t mean to end the story all in a sudden. This could be a blockbuster movie of this year but well… it will not. The movie has been detoured from the original game, but that is not the point, the point is the movie can’t keep the hype of the game.

If you are a serious fan of Max Payne then the movie is definitely not for you!

Eid Mubarak!

Eid Mubarak to everybody. Well… this time Eid is not that much of fun for me. I am away from my family and friends. I am going to celebrate Eid tomorrow in another country far away from my home in a totally new environment! I am terribly missing my home, my family and my friends. I am missing my Dhaka… I am missing the get together of my friends at Dhanmondi Lake… missing my mom’s Eid dishes… missing the Eid salaat with my papa in Dhanmondi Eidgah… missing my little sister… it seems that I am missing everything! But well… this is the life!

Once again… Eid Mubarak to all of my readers! May you enjoy this Eid with your family.

Cycle, Car and Baarle-Nassau

What was the last time I ride on a bicycle? Well… whatever I could remember, that day was just few days before my graduation from IUT. That was in the year 2006. It doesn’t mean that before that I was a regular cyclist. I rode that day after… let me guess… eight years. And after my last cycle riding in Bangladesh, I am now cycling everyday in the Netherlands. In the Netherlands, almost everybody has (minimum) one bicycle. It is the most common transport in the Netherlands. They have completely separate lanes for the bicycles along side the streets. These lanes are made in such a manner that any one can travel the whole country with a bicycle. Let’s come to the main topic. Well… at last I’ve bought a bicycle. It is a mountain bike, having different gears on it. I am using it mainly for going to the faculty building from train station. I keep it in the Delft-Zuid station along with hundreds of other fiets. Oh I forget to mention that they call the bicycle as fiets.

And don’t think that I am going to tell you that I’ve bought a car also! Actually for the first time I’ve sat on a car’s driving seat which is in left side. It was my uncle’s car. He gave me chance to drive his car. But the left handed drive was seemed to be totally mirror looked image for me. Because I was used to drive the right hand sided cars in Bangladesh. But here when I got to the car I has to change my gears with the right hand whic is not usual for my right hand. Also the car indicators have to be controlled by left hand. It seemed that I am watching the total system through a mirror. It takes time to be adjusted with this new systems.

Here comes the most interesting part, Baarle-Nassau. Last Saturday I went there with my Mama (my uncle), Zuaer and Enka (both are neighbors). It is a border town of The Netherlands and Belgium, or to be more precisely a common town. One part of this town is in The Netherlands and other part is in Belgium! The border line divided the town into two parts. And you’re free to cross that border anytime. The interesting part is, there are some houses which has two doors; one in Netherlands and another is in Belgium. This town has town has two municipalities for two countries. Not only municipalities, but it also have two police stations, fire stations, two hospitals and so on. Just imagine suddenly you are sick and you fall just over the border line such a way that half of your body is in Belgium and the other half is in the Netherlands; what will happen then? Well they said neither of the two hospital’s ambulance will take you to the hospital, cause you’re in a confusing state. Ambulance from Belgium is allowed to take your Belgium-body-part but not the Netherlands-body-part and so the Netherlands’s ambulance. It’s Zuaer’s idea! Well, the whole town is a tourist spot. To the addition, on that Saturday, there was a rally of vintage cars. For the first time in my life I speculated the vintage cars from 1940 and later in real life instead of websites or magazine. And here comes another idea from Zuaer; it may be possible that a bathroom in a house may be on the border line. That means people of that house may have a chance to brush their teeth in Netherlands and have their bath in Belgium, and it is an everyday routine!

Border line of the Netherlands and Belgium. 'B' indicates Belgium and 'NL' indicates the Netherlands. And the border line goes through a coffee shop!
Border line of the Netherlands and Belgium. 'B' indicates Belgium and 'NL' indicates the Netherlands. And the border line goes through a coffee shop!
Another Border line from Baarle-Nassau. And this time this line is on a footpath!
Another Border line from Baarle-Nassau. And this time this line is on a footpath!

Live from The Netherlands

I first visited netherlands when I was 5 years old. After 19 years I am in this country again. As I’ve said in earlier post, I was admitted in TU Delft for MSc. And that’s the reason why I am in Netherlands. Yes, I am already in the Netherlands. I flew by British Airways last thursday (August 21) from Bangladesh and now writing this article from The Netherlands! Well… now I am in Europe.

For the first time I made my journey in air. I’ve travelled by roads, rivers and seas, but never been to sky before. That’s why I was so excited about the journey. Luckily I got the seat beside the window. And got a chance to observe the earth from a bird’s eye view. This world really looks nice from the above. All the cities and buildings are seemed like the architectural models that we see in any exibition.

So far I’ve travelled in Holland, it is a nice country. It has a tremendous natural beauty. I am staying in the Hague. And I’ve never seen any city which is occupied by so much trees. The whole country is green. It has a chilly weather and maximam time I found the weather is cloudy. A little bit drizzle is a common phenomena. Another remarkable thing is the cycle. Everybody is riding cycles. There is even a separate path for cycling. And ofcourse for the first time of my life I am seeing all the european brand cars like Ferrari, Porshe, Audi, BMW, Mini Cooper, Citroen, Mercedes Benz and lots of them.

Just day before my depurture from Bangladesh one of my students just mailed me that he has written something about me in his blog and invited me to read that article. Well… that part was really touching. I never thought I would be someone’s favorite teacher. First of all I was a newbie in teaching profession and second of all I don’t have any favorite teacher in my life. Thanks to Asif (who wrote the post) for choosing me as his favorite teacher.