The sun of 21st June is no longer in the sky (in part of Bangladesh, +6GMT). All my friends, colleagues is in their home. Yes, I am talking about the night. I was at Dhanmondi Lake, Dhaka with myself. That was a terrible day for me, Really!
Around 11:30PM I went to Fahmida Apa’s (Fahmida Nobi, famous singer of our country) house where her daughter Anmol prepared her first cake. Lucky I am! At least I am lucky with my tiny luck (the past incident is forcing me write so). We lit the candle and the party began. The three musketeers party!
Thanks Anmol for the cake! At least I can see a pale smile on my face. Right now I am not smiling anymore but if I could, I’ll spare this to you. Unfortunately, I am not allowed today. The spaces between my finger is far far away from mind. I can feel my breath but something is missing inside me! I am searching for myself now.