My long journey in this O level vacation has been to Shatkhira, with my family.We were a tight knot of thirteen people( scary number for any journey!).The journey was divided into two almost equal segments.The first segment saw us travelling for gross 5 hours, with our backs lazily glued to the seats of the air conditioned bus.They telecasted some dramas, which turned out to be our savior in this long and utterly boring journey.We stopped for an hour in a relative's house in Jessore and prepared for our second leg of the journey.At that time, we were unaware of the monster that was waiting, cunningly, for us.We started our journey to Shatkhira,which would eventually take a painful 4 hour,in a microbus.We were crammed, sweating, and miserable.And suddenly, after travelling roughly for 5 minute, I find myself flying, my body parts threatening to come off, my muscles trying to tear off from my bones, and all because of the horrendous condition of the road. There were frequent times wh...
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