Moments | I Won't Forget

I always wanted to enjoy every moment of life; I never wanted to look back. The family is everything to us; if an accident happens in that family, every member becomes ill mentally. I also became sick mentally at that time. It was getting dark all around; all hopes were slowly disappearing. I never thought I would get back again, but we know that just as good times don't always happen, bad times turn into good days one day.

In 2016, When I just finished the SSC exam, and at that time, something terrible happened in my family. I was always upset then; I was not particularly eager to do anything. I would lie in bed all day, and I would not go out. My dad did not want to see me like this. So he told me to go and visit Dhaka. Then Nasir and I make a plan. So we were preparing to go to Dhaka. Nasir's elder brother studied at Dhaka University, So we left for Dhaka University. We went to Sirajganj railway station around 10 am. The train was supposed to arrive at 11 am, but the train did not arrive on time. I was almost annoyed to wait. At that time, it seemed that we wouldn't go to Dhaka. The wait was over, around 2 pm. Finally, the train arrived, our train tickets were already booked.

So we went to our seats and sat down. That was Chitra Expres, and that was my first journey by train. The train journey is always remarkable. Sitting in the window seat ended the 4-hour journey; we reached Dhaka Kamalapur station. And from there, by rickshaw, we got off in front of Dhaka University's Zia Hall gate. When I went to the hall, I did not remember the correct number 116 or 117 room on the second floor. That is his room; we found his room; and rested in the room for a while.

Then we visited Dhaka University and the surrounding areas as our own.
One day he said we would go out in the afternoon.
I forgot to mention that it was February. Ekushey book fair was going on. First, we went to Curzon Hall of Dhaka University, and we took some photos. Then, we went to the book fair in the afternoon, which was my first book fair visit.

When we went to the book fair after 4 pm, Nazmul Mama had an older brother, Shamim Mama, who came to meet his favorite singer, Kanak Chapa. When she met her famous singer, he was delighted. I didn't have a favorite author then, not yet. So I had no interest; I was watching. In the evening we ate at a restaurant and left for my home. At that time, winter was almost over, so it was not too cold in Dhaka. We again took the train from Kamalapur railway station to Sirajganj. When we came to Sirajganj and got off at Mansur Ali station, it was frigid outside.
I still remember how cold I felt. I was almost freezing. Because I was wearing only a thin Punjabi, it was midnight. There were no vehicles on the road; we were waiting for CNG. Finally, after waiting for a long time, we got a CNG and came to my hometown by CNG with double the cost.

I still remember how quiet the streets were in the middle of the night—still wanting to go back to that midnight moment. My best moment was at 1 hour in the middle of the night, although I was freezing—still my best moment.

Enjoy every moment of your life.