Henrico, VA


Family Philosophy Painting/Drawing Religion/Culture Indie Music

About Me
August 23, 2016
Beginning of Second Semester

All about my first couple of weeks back:

- Met a group of girls in the Substance-Free Housing

- D-Hall food

- Sororiteis (a different perspective)

May 1, 2016
Spring at UR

Some attempts at taking photos around campus with my DSLR.

April 30, 2016
More art!

There can never be too much art.

April 29, 2016
Play Production: Waiting for Godot

Waiting for Godot is a play about nothing. That's right, nothing, but it's an absurdist play that does convey something. 

April 29, 2016
Freedom...So Close.

And yet so far. Exam week... 2 words of torture. You get the idea.

April 29, 2016
Teaching Observation Reflections

This semester I've been making my way twice a week to the local High School for my teacher practicum. Here are some of the observations I made of my experience in the classroom.

April 18, 2016
Study Abroad Blues

So lately I find myself going through old pictures from my semester abroad... I'm assuming that's when you know you have the study abroad blues. 

April 16, 2016
Conflicted Adulthood

Too close to the real world?

April 14, 2016
Drawings & Graphics

Here are a couple of my drawings and graphics I made this semester.

April 4, 2016
On Politics

In light of the recent presidential campaign and an article written by a UR student, I have decided I will no longer stay silent.

Hiii (:

My name is Jannatul, which is one of the seven heaves in Islam, but I prefer to go by the name Thamine, which supposedly means “precious” in Arabic. You might be thinking, “Where on earth did you get Thamine from Jannatul?!” My answer: My family appears to disregard all naming conventions. You see, my mom and sister also share my first name—Jannatul, and everyone in my family has different surnames. And to make things even more confusing: my sister goes by her last name, and my brother and I go by names our parents just decided to call us by (now thinking about it, though, I’ve seen many of my fellow Bangladeshi friends go by names other than their legal names). In Islam, children are commonly named after words found in the Qur’an, and “Thamine” is supposedly in the Qur’an according to my mother. To this date, I haven’t found it in the Qur’an.

Anyways, now that the basic explanation of the etymology of my name is out of the way, I can get to the more general details that make me… well, me!

I was born in Bangladesh (an itty bitty country beside India), and immigrated to the US when I was two. I’ve been raised in Richmond, VA most of my life. I did, however, visit Bangladesh once when I was ten and still find the experience awe-ensuing—from meeting my 9375902384 relatives, to riding in a noka (boat) and exploring the Noakhali country side, to buying chapati from a street stand.

Apart from my religion and ethnicity, things I love would encompass:

My family, the noor of my eyes


Oil painting





Howl’s Moving Castle is my favorite animated movie!!! And don’t even get me started on Avatar the Last Airbender….


Indie folk, pop, and rock music

Florence and the Machine is the wind beneath my wings.


And Last, but most certainly not least, FOOD

I have a passion for Chicken Biryani and Alfredo Sauteed Mushroom pasta….. yuuuummmm!


--Little T signing out!

Why UR?

It was April and most of my classmates were finalizing and visiting their colleges. I on the other hand, kept prolonging the decision, because I was utterly confused. But as the end of April was rearing its head, I finally decided to visit the University of Richmond for a second time-- just on a whim. I registered for the 2:15 p.m. program on April 20th. When my family and I arrived, the admissions office appeared to be locked. I tried asking around campus for more information on the tours and was amazed at how kind the students were, how they earnestly tried to help me; alas, I never found out what happened to the tour, but my family and I decided to go on our own private tour. It was spring. The flowers were in full bloom, there was a subtle, periodic breeze, and I could see the beads of sunlight dancing on the ripples in the lake. I could vividly picture myself perched on the side of the lake with my paint brushes, oil paint, and a wood canvas, spending the day away just painting (Yes, I have a passion for anything artistic, which includes movies, music, literature, and painting). You might be thinking this is how University of Richmond won me over, but wait-- it gets better! My sister, my mom, and I were sitting in front of what seemed like an art gallery, waiting for my dad to pick us up, when two students casually walked by. One of them looked at my mom and said, "I like your salwar kameez." My mom smiled and thanked him. The student continued to ask where we were from, and my mom answered we were from Bangladesh. "Ami Bangla bolte pari," was his reply. I can speak Bangla. My mom was so in shock that she didn't know what language to speak anymore-- broken English or Bangla! Guys, it was amazing. It's common to meet people who aren't native Spanish or French speakers, but it's not everyday you meet someone who actually took the time to learn Bangla! And that is how U of R wooed me. I know. What an un-academic reason to pick U of R, right? But I already knew U of R was ranked as the 28th National Liberal Arts College on US News. I already knew about U of R's jaw dropping financial aid packages for low income students like me. I already knew about the countless, and I mean countless, opportunities that awaited me at U of R, from research to study abroad and living learning communities. There was no question that U of R would provide me with a quality education. But that day, I experienced something I will most likely be sharing with my grandchildren; no other school made that kind of a lasting impression on me. I couldn’t wait for U of R to continue to amaze me with bazaar, exciting, and new experiences.