Bangu 101

In Canada, born and raised. In a Bangali household is where we learnt our ways. Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool. And all shootin some b-ball outside of school. We're just a couple of Bangali guys with nothing better to do. Startin making trouble on the internet. I got in one cyber fight and my ammu got scared. She said 'You're movin' with your chacha and chachi in BANGLADESH'. we're nobodies just sharing our experiences. having fun, living life as Canadian-born, Bangali kids. don't take us seriously. it's all just jokes!

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The decline.

The first 10 days of ramadan for a bangladeshi muslim family or for any muslim family for that matter seems to be full of excitement, activity, promise and habit changes. We wake up for suhur. We quit smoking (other bad habits), we try to get back in touch with people we've fallen off with or are in bad favour with, we go to the #taraweeh nightprayers. We try to learn the deen. Read quran. Do zikr. But then some of us fall of our high horse. Revert back to our old ways for the next 10 days. And then finally we try to reignite for the last ten days, seek forgiveness, pay alms and try to become better more innocent like in a past life. I'd like to say this year was different for me but it wasn't. Less than a week left and I didn't take advantage of the blessed month. There's always next year I say, but only god knows who lives to see another ramadan. #solemn #humbling #thoughts.

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Quick update!

Seheri report 22+23. For 22 the only thing I remember is again being woken up by other members of chowdhury clan instead doing the waking up and ringing the cowbell. 23, the hunger inside me for nourishment was angry, vicious and something I've never felt before -out of this world. I ravaged, savaged, sliced and diced my way through thousands of grains of rice, 3 pieces of chicken, the thickest longest delmonte banana I've had yet (honestly the best I've ever had-drake), milk and the sweetooth in me gazed @ the halwa dessert mother made. All in the while my loving mother just gives me a shot of disgust and awe at the same time, I felt as if she was saying "I like that my son is eating copious amounts of food, but I've never raised you to be a savage from the tribes of pocahontas". Boom that's it. Are YOU not entertained?! (Maximus Gladiator). I will limit my desires as it knows no bounds and search instead for the night of a thousand months now, god willing. Peace and love till the 24th. Shoutout to all u supporters with comments and especially likes. The likes have saved so many bunnies and kittens.

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Iftar day #13! I got too hungry before taking the pic as noted by the half-eaten chicken

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Iftar Day #16 Bengali community iftar - it's a factory line production just like we do at the textile factories.

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Iftar day #13!

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Remember our warning post regarding Bengali brown paper bags? I regret to inform you that the worst has occurred. Suffered through a paper bag iftar. Check the contents: 2 piajus, a small samosa, half a banana and a date. Exactly what I predicted. Sigh :(

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Delmonte and her sister. Late night action. #Threesome #ho #dirtydirty

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Brown Paper Bags

As much as I love Bengali tradition and culture, there’s one Ramadan-related constant that has got to go..

The brown paper bag.

Yeah… THAT brown paper bag. The bag which is grease soaked and stained, containing a samosa, 2 piyajus, a date or two and half a banana.

Not only do the contents of the bag leave something to be desired, but you know when you see that bag that you’re not having a legit meal til a minimum of 2 hours after Iftar time. Sad life.

If you’re a non-Bengali at a Bengali Iftar and you see a brown paper bag… Run.

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#iftaar #pyaju #bangu

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Seheri report 9

Seheri report 9. Sorry for the delay in posting mah peeps I was too busy losing an intramural basketball game. (13pts, 3 turnovers and 5 times subbing). So this was one's a doozy. Again I woke up not photoshoot phreshh (ratchet kid)so I did NOT call the paparazzi on myself. Pause, pajama time. As I ate fresh curry chicken and rice and topped off with water and milk. I reached for the banana and instead of pleasantly seeing the delmonte brand sticker all I see is a blue and gold bordered label "chiqita". Still guatamalan but different brand. But my world was shook. I didn't know who to trust or what to belive anymore. Time stood still. Where was my first love? Where was aDelmonte? (Get it cuz adele...coulda had it alll..badjoke). I was always faithful to delmonte. But she was the one I guess who was tired and left me quick tingz. It wasn't me it was her. Taste wise I feel it was the same but its just not the same dude...just not the same. Now excuse me while I cry myself to sleep. Too soft and sensitive shawwwwwg.

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Twitter & Instagram

Don't forget to follow us on all that good social media stuff. Twitter: @Bangu101 Instagram: @Bangu101 If you look carefully you may notice that handles are identical. We're consistent like that. Why follow us? Because our egos could use the boost. And we'll show you our appreciation by even following you back! We are so thoughtful, selfless and loving <3 #AmmuTaughtUsRight

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Sehri Report #8

Seheri report 8. I had the chicken korma and gouda rice again and of course my faithful delmonte banana. Wallah nothing spectacular or any particular incidents happened. So I'm just gonna talk about some observations and bananas. Every person who wakes up @ 3:30am looks like a bucket. Drool everywhere, red eyes and ratchet hair. Now onto bananas. They are a great source of protein and potassium. They decay fast especially when they're bunched up together cuz they emit radiation. So seperate dem individuals to have evergreen bananas for longer. And finally somalians eat them with everything. One of the mysteries of life is how they eat it with a shawarma meal like waaaw how u gonna do that? Mashallah this was my attempt to save this report. If you don't like this report go read someone else's sehri report. Wait you can't this is a taz original, working on patent. Each like saves a kitty. This ramadan I've had a lot of dates. They are full of fibre and energy.

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who are we?

We are the fine youngsters of Bangladesh. Our parents moved to glorious Canada when we were young or we are first generation Canadian-Bengadeshis. Growing up in this amazing country has definitely had its perks, its ups and downs and of course the culture clash, culture shock and culture fusion.

We are students, dreamers, volunteers, and humanitarians.

With this blog we hope to accomplish showing and exploiting our daily lives as Canadian-Bangladeshis starting with fasting during the month of Canada. We hope you will have a better understanding and appreciation of us as a people and have some laughs as well.

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Most people complain that the Olympic opening ceremony was too long. Fasting Muslims loved the unnecessarily long show. #gottapassthetimesomehow

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Ramadinner

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Seheri Report 7

Nothing too special. The chowder famz woke up at a reasonable hour. I had chicken korma and mr. Goudas white bhaat/chawaal. My delmonte banana was next. And da milk. Then ammu later this evening at a dawaat said "go write your next sehri report. I was like "busted big time! Yeahhhh. Dayumn how she know?" The bengali/brown aunty gossip network is growing at an alarming pace. Just a social obervation I've noticed. ANYWAYZ, I didn't talk back or deny like a baodob/bettameez son cuz I'm not tryna get kicked out the house and experiment with homeless swag. Its been a cool story, imma tell it again.

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Seheri report 6

The plan was to wake my family up for once but I failed miserably as I woke up @ 3:40. But I just catch my mom going downstairs to prepare the goodies. So instead of going and helping out I decided to just go back to bed and lie around a bit more. This had severe consequences as yelling, lecturing, and snapping started to get my bengali ass downstairs. Livest seheri yet while I ate nutella toast, halwa, and got my drank on (constituting of milk and water). I was so wired I went to work @ 6:45am.