Chasing American Dreams

293 Million Dollars and Me

by Mahmudul Alam


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Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 8/31/2013

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 53
ISBN : 9781483613581
Format : E-Book
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 53
ISBN : 9781483613598

About the Book

The world is enormous, entire 197 million square miles of it. However, it pales into insignificance when compared to the scale and complexity of the human brain, the human mind. The mind lives in the unlimited space of imagination and can move mountains, cause the skies to fall and earth to spin. What separates the mind is man’s belief in separation but everything is from the same source and therefore, we are all connected. Individually, we all have our own roles to play that collectively keeps this planet spinning on its current axis. My mind, my imagination and my ideas are presented to you in the form of this book. My purpose is to share with you my aspirations and me ever present belief in the collective power of humanity. Fear strikes with a shaking hand But imaginations imagination is alive and ever present Blessing to us from Robert Frost and Edgar Allen Amongst many more The desire to write has taken place Writing a poem to humble me My shaking hand but I will not give up I will dedicate this These words are meant to be A sharing of my respect and gratitude To all writers and poets Who will not give up? Mahmudul Alam


About the Author

Mahmudul Alam Mahmudul Alam was born in December 26, 1980, in the village of Lotakhola, Dohar, Dhaka, Bangladesh. His mother’s name is Razia Begum, and his father was the late Shafiuddin Moulana. He has five brothers, four sisters, and a big family. It was tough through good times and bad, but from childhood, he was a brat and had a huge weakness for movies. He had always wanted to become a director, a filmmaker. He would always carry a camera. Even if sometimes he didn’t have the camera with him, he would make two of his fingers as a camera, point them, and shoot unlimitedly jn his imagination. American life was so tough, and it was tougher during winter. He once said, “I hated the cold, standing there out in the open with a chilly wind biting me and with my hands freezing. Each day, twelve hours out there in the middle of winter without a proper coat was unbearable; but after the end of the week, getting paid (by dollar) was an amazing feeling. It relieves all the hard work and pain. “Many people say life is a bitch. I say, ‘Hey, it’s not that bad!’”