Better Life With Steem || The Diary Game || 04-11-2026 The feeling of making coffee with your own hands after a long time.

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This is @abdulmomin from #Bangladesh.}

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Hello, dear friends on Steem! How is everyone doing? I hope you are all well by the grace of Allah; I am also doing well and am in good health, Alhamdulillah. I am back with you to share the activities of another day—so, let’s get started without further delay! The day was Wednesday, November 4, 2026. When I am at the Madrasa, my days usually follow a consistent routine and pace; this day was much the same, though with a few differences. Let’s take a look at how I spent my day yesterday.

As usual, I woke up early, performed the obligatory (Fard) prayers in congregation, recited Surah Yasin, and got ready for class. During the morning break, I went to a local eatery for breakfast. Yesterday, my meal consisted of two tandoor rotis served with lentils (dal), vegetables, and a fried egg. While I usually stick to just lentils and vegetables, I occasionally eat out once or twice a week, so I decided to add an egg this time. The total cost for my breakfast came to 55 Taka. Breakfast consisting of rotis with lentils and vegetables is quite delicious—and adding a fried egg makes it even better!

After breakfast, I headed back to class, and the day continued in its usual rhythm. Later, after performing the Asr prayer, I stepped outside. On the street, I noticed some pillows and bolsters placed on a handcart. I initially looked for the shopkeeper but couldn't find him, so I asked our Madrasa’s gatekeeper if he knew who they belonged to. The gatekeeper suggested, "Just take whichever one you want—they’re 100 Taka each." I asked, "I’m interested in a bolster; do you know the price for one of those?" He replied that he wasn't sure, but assumed it would also be 100 Taka.

Shortly after, the shopkeeper arrived. I asked him the price of a bolster, and he quoted 200 Taka. I mentioned that this was too expensive, so he offered, "You can take it for 150 Taka." The gatekeeper at our madrasa offered to get me a bolster pillow for 100 taka. Although I felt a bit awkward, I didn't say anything. He insisted that he could get it for exactly 100 taka—I was skeptical, thinking it would surely cost at least 150 taka—but I told him, "If you can get it for 120 taka, please go ahead and buy it; I’ll pay you back once I return from the market." He agreed. When I got back from the market, I found the bolster pillow placed right next to my bed. I later paid him the 120 taka.

At the market, I saw someone selling lemons from a van. I asked, "How much for a set of four?" He replied, "20 taka for five pieces." So, I bought five lemons for 20 taka. Then, I spotted some guavas; they looked quite good and seemed like they would be very sweet. I asked the price, and he said, "70 taka per kilogram." I asked if he could lower the price a bit, and he agreed to 65 taka per kilogram. I ended up buying a kilo for 65 taka. Back at the madrasa, I tried one and found that the guavas were indeed quite sweet.

After finishing my shopping, I headed to the 'Sunnah Shop' in the Rayerbagh Shopping Complex, intending to buy a cap. To my disappointment, the shop was closed. This was the second time in two days that I had found it shut; I assumed the owner might have stepped out for some reason. Previously, I had visited the shop and found a cap I really liked, but they didn't have one in my size. The owner had promised to get some more in a few days and told me to come back later.

Leaving the complex, I realized I still had plenty of time, so a friend and I went back to the side of the Rayerbagh pond. We sat there, relaxing and lost in thought, when my friend suddenly took a photo of me. At the time, I was wearing a lungi, and I had placed my cap on the grass nearby. I truly enjoyed my time spent relaxing.

On my way back, I stopped at Rayarbagh and had a glass of sharbat (a traditional drink). It is prepared using natural herbs and plants—most notably aloe vera, along with various other botanicals—which are highly beneficial for the body and digestive system. It cost 20 Taka. Afterward, I returned to the madrasa, performed the Maghrib prayer, attended my scheduled classes, and finished by 7:30 PM. Following that, I went to give private tuition; upon returning, I performed the Isha prayer, had my meal, and then headed out for another private tutoring session.

In the meantime, I had discussed with a friend the idea of buying an immersion heater to heat water. They went out that night and purchased one—I couldn't join them, unfortunately. The heater cost 700 Taka. They also brought back several packets of instant coffee, so we prepared some coffee ourselves that night. It turned out to be absolutely delicious! I initially doubted it would be any good, but I was clearly wrong. So, consider this an open invitation to all of you—you must come and try some coffee prepared by me!

I’ll sign off for now. Stay well and stay healthy. See you all in another engaging post!