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What is a sanchaypatra? Who are the issuing authorities of sanchaypatra? Who can purchase a sanchaypatra? What are the first steps for purchase of a sanchaypatra? Can sanchaypatra be purchased by a minor? Who can be the nominated person? Can the nomination be cancelled/ceased? Can any amount be purchased for sanchaypatra? Any excess to the limit allowed? Is there any penalty for holding certificates/ sanchaypatra in excess of permissible amount?
Dear Doctor, Hello Tasnim, Dear Doctor, Hello Mohua Event Stories by a smashed up cell phone Have you ever dreamt that you were shopping in Agora and woken up in a bed in Square Hospital? Have you ever had a nagging thought on your mind and not quite known where it was originating from? Well, Naiem Mohaiemen's show at Chitrak, 'My Mobile Weighs a Ton' was a bit like that. Using djuice language and blurred cell phone images, one second you'd think you have the show all figured out, until you get towards the end of the show and a photo caption says, “If you think this show is about mobile culture, the line must be bad. Please hang up and call again.” Ever since the birth of that annoying device that has almost deleted the word 'privacy' from our dictionary, every little incident that happens around us gets documented. Fifteen years ago taking photographs were limited to special occasions. Today my 13-year-old niece tapes video clips of my sister and mother during a heated argument and immediately puts it up on YouTube to share with her friends. Mohaiemen in his show has documented incidents that are seemingly unrelated- broken windows, a motorcycle, a man looking at a stop sign, a woman reading out the news, a cracked mobile phone and a lock sign that says, 'Phones should be open to anything'. It's only when one notices the time line that is given with every photograph that these are in fact a string of related incidents that happened in one day the 'journalist without the press card' (as he puts it), encountered. It's interesting that he uses his cell phone camera to tell a story that unfolds between 4:01 pm to 6:05 pm, the time during which it seems there was no network signal available. While the transformer figures play a game of football over Dhaka's map, a young girl who is completely uncaring of the bigger picture developing around her, complains of how it is inconveniencing her day's plans. Mohaiemen's work is not aesthetically pleasing to the eye and he makes every effort for it not to be. He warns visitors about having such expectations at the very beginning. He's tired of people's yearning for everything to be beautiful, which he labels the 'Singapore moment'. Unfortunately Dhaka is no Singapore. The grungy Chitrak Gallery look could be compared to Dhaka and the photos and installations everything we encounter on the streets and in the papers that make us cringe. The happy SSC girls (record GPA this year) could be compared to everything sanctified in the city, that we pat each others' back for- Baridhara houses, Bashundhara shopping mall, English medium corporate products while on the other side there are the low dpi; shadowy images can be compared to everything Dhaka's 'shushil shomaj' turns a blind eye to. Mohaiemen is too distressed by what he sees around him it seems. He takes it out on the object that gives him most distress- his loyal cell phone. He smashes the phone to pieces with his hammer within a matter of a minute as is recorded on a video strip and puts it on display for all to see. Naeem Mohaiemen works in video, image and text. His projects showed at Dhaka Goethe, Chittagong Press Club, EU Human Rights Commission, Finnish Museum of Photography, Queens Museum of Art, etc. By Sabiha Siddique pop up Spice Odour For all the female counterparts of the family, spice odour during Ramadan due to extensive iftar and sehri preparation is a common scenario. Sometimes hands do get quite smelly from onion/garlic/turmeric and the odour persists.To remove the strong odour of onions from your hands, hold a stainless steel spoon in your hand under running water and rub your hands against the spoon. To rid your hands of garlic odour, rub a piece of stainless steel. As an alternative tip, you can also use coffee grounds. While washing your hands, rub your hands in used coffee grounds; it not only drives out the odour, but leaves your palms smelling great. Works like a charm! Every time! |
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