Skip to main content

The life that went away....

By
Forty-four. The number of days left before I return to my home. My sweet home. The thought sends a pulse of happiness through my body. Before I go to bed, I imagine myself coming out of the airport gate, the outstretched hands of my mother waiting to embrace me, my beloved standing beside her, beaming. I imagine going out with my friends and play football in the dust ridden field of Gulshan Youth Club. I imagine going to an adventure in Bandarban. The thoughts keep on piling on. They are sweet thoughts. But then another thought pokes in, and it kills me from inside. After my summer vacation, I have to come back here.

I am extremely lucky to be studying in such a prestigious university (if you say otherwise, get the heck out of my blog -_-). Any one will be lucky to come here. But still the thought melts my inside. I have to say good bye to my family again. Play my last football game with my friends. Have a last look at my beloved. And then who knows when I will be back home. Life is only going to get harder and more complicated.

I miss my school days. Before the exam days, we only wanted the exam week to be over. And during vacations, we were sad when it ended. But we were not overly demoralized because we knew we were going to get another vacation after 3-4 months. Jumping from one year to another, we were oblivious to life, as the same routine ensued: school starts, exam starts, vacation starts, another year of school starts. But now, the beautiful, comforting routine gave away to a complex algorithm where you go where the tide of life takes you. You get long vacations but you also get offered to do awesome internships and/or research which you cannot refuse. Before, you know you will be able to do whatever you want after your exams. Here, you know nothing (just like Jon Snow).

The worst thing is, I don't know when I can truly call Dhaka my home again. After graduation? Am I going to go back and live there? I don't know. Will I live in America? I have no freaking idea! That is what life has boiled down to: uncertainties. You wait for opportunities to poke around and grab them. I hope an opportunity comes so that I can live in my home without sacrificing my career or education.

Comments

Post a Comment

Feel free to criticise my work,it will only make me better..!

Popular posts from this blog

The Others

By
Just finished watching the fourth episode of season 4 and I noticed a couple of things. The way the episode portrayed the Others was extremely intriguing since the books do not divulge too much information about this icy mystique. In the episode, we first sense that the Others are about to come when we see the poured water freezing in front of Ghost. Whenever the Others appear, the temperature drops or they appear WHEN the temperatures drop. Research about them is scarce, as Samwell Tarly says in book five (small spoiler, sorry!). Whatever the case, they are correlated with a drop in temperatures. If you see water freezing instantly, you better get your dragon steel ready. We then see one of the Other taking the sacrificed baby on a horse to a mountain. This is where things get really interesting. The one riding the horse is the familiar Other. We have seen him before. He was the one leading the attack against the Night's Watch men on Fist of the First Men. But the second Othe...
Post a Comment
Read more

Bermuda Triangle: The Devil's Lair

By
Many people argue, that it doesn't exist. And, you won't find it in any map.The U. S. Board of Geographic Names does not recognize the Bermuda Triangle and does not maintain an official file on it. However, within this imaginary area, many real vessels and the people aboard them have seemingly disappeared without explanation. The Bermuda Triangle is located off the Southeastern coast of the United States in the Atlantic Ocean, with its apexes in the vicinities of Bermuda, Miami, Florida, and San Juan, Puerto Rico. It covers roughly 500,000 square miles. The main mystery surrounding the Devils Lair is of unusual and unsolved disappearances o f many ships and planes.According to Llyod's of London reported 428 missing vessels throughout the world between 1955 and 1975.But, the report only contained huge vessels which were insured.Gian J. Quasar, author of "Into the Bermuda Triangle: Pursuing the Truth Behind the World's Greatest Mystery" , later found out 300 mis...
4 comments
Read more

Bangladesh Politics: An Inside Story from a Teenager

By
I wanted to write about politics for a long time, because you see; my writing instincts, I believe, is inherited from my father, who in turn inherited it from my granddad. My father is a journalist turned into a political analyst, and my grandfather was the first journalist in our district (Narshingdi). I come from a family which is deeply involved in Bangladesh politics, and therefore, I descry it almost every day. And because of this, I have come to ascertain the fact that Bangladesh politics is pathetic. It is ludicrous and devious from the prime objectives of politics itself. It is based upon deceit, connivance, and manipulation. Well, politics all over the world is based upon these, undoubtedly, but what makes BD politics so special is that how the politicians go about doing these stuffs. The way they weave their veil of lies is farcical! And the sad thing is, our citizen are so uber stupid and imbecile that they will gobble down any half-wit lie they are served on a golden pla...
Post a Comment
Read more