The age is increasing by hu hu
The clock is ticking. This is how the feeling should be
Maybe I still don't understand. But sometimes
When the memory deceives itself, the unknown fears
Trembling. But is age really increasing? Time
What is really, but life is lost
From? The day is always better. Good day
What happens if I forget the memories like this? How much?
What a bad time I spent effortlessly. This is a good one
Think of two small big memories. In a very busy life,
Back to the new pressure, unnecessary information
The database is getting heavier. Weak over time
Is becoming a processor. And as deep as before
Can't go So this is an attempt to write a new series. When
I will write whatever comes to mind. Somewhere in this writing
Please don't go looking for so much literature. This is zero
A collection of full feelings. And today's episode is called 'Farewell'.
There is sadness throughout the word farewell. Carriers of upset messages
Like. Notice, you don't know
No, someone is saying goodbye
There is a light feeling. I don't know if it happens to everyone, it happens to me
The nature is a very rooted type.
Wherever you sit, a root grows. Changing the hut hat
I absolutely dislike the matter. Unusable
Even if it is done, throw away the things used
It's like Maya. I opened the drawer that day and saw a lot
The pen is frozen, with which one cannot write.
I threw a bunch of pens together in the dustbin. This
It was very difficult to say goodbye to inanimate objects.
Maybe that's why there is so much in this short life
I walk around every day with many painful farewell memories
This is the road to the city.
I had only one school. Understand, shorts
Starting from shorts to full pants, r
It's a great time to grow little by little
I spent all my time in the same school. Life is very
Important and great is the time when school is over
It's time to dump her and move on
I was not ready yet. The farewell ceremony was very difficult
I passed from tough. With age
It was as if I had learned a little bit to keep the pain down
By We had a tradition after leaving,
All go to school any day before the exam
To greet the teachers. We are all in a team
Went that day. And before leaving, I threatened everyone.
No one should try to cry. Then one
He went to the class and greeted Sir Madam
I was coming. There was a very senior madam of ours.
Rashwari, English teacher. Everyone respects him very much
Moving on. Students type very good relationships with students
It didn't matter. On the contrary, everyone was afraid of him.
He was taking classes in a corner room on the ground floor of the school building
Madam. I went inside first and touched her feet
I saluted. Suddenly he turned his hand on his head. I don't know what
There was a strange emotion in that touch, from the inside
He dragged the pain out. I
I ran away. Johnny was running from behind
Behind me. "Why are you crying? You are not
Did you say we don't cry? "I looked and saw Johnny crying too. Just
Not Johnny. Babu, Ruman, Kibria, Riku, Rashed, Mukta, Tania, Sharmin, Manik
No one is left out. Crying is a contagious disorder. The first day
I got the feeling.
Although he left school due to being in the same colony
I didn't feel the distance with my school friends
That way. I remember the first incident of saying goodbye to friends
Still mine. Leaving luggage inside the train
I, Fouad and Debu were standing on the platform. A hand
Fouad held on. Give them in the other hand
Bibhutibhushan's entire novel. Suddenly on the train
The whistle blew. Leaving Fouad's hand, I jumped
I got on the train. The train squeaked
Goes forward. Fouad and Debu are also in the lead. I am mine
Body as much as possible, holding the handle of the train and head out
I did it. At one point, they got up and stopped. Mine
The body is no longer dumb. This time, goodbye friend, it will happen again
See.
Farewell to university, however, was a fun thing. Every time
Whenever there is a holiday, everyone goes in groups
At the station. One group was catching a train from Chittagong, the other from Dhaka
The train. The train to Dhaka used to leave earlier. So say goodbye to them
With we would get on the train. There was no regret in this farewell
Such a one. Rather it was a joke. Slowly funny
Time was running out. Goodbye to this wonderful time
Will. I have to say goodbye to an endlessly lively one
Life. Great friends. After that who is where
Something goes wrong. Unknown fear of breaking ties. Too
I was more upset in the last times. What about me
I don't think I know. I just said goodbye to everyone
I will leave Sylhet. It was a very foolish decision. I noticed
Bone to bone. Sumon and Arafat left at noon. Box Petra
Tidy up the room and get on the rickshaw for the last time
They came forward to hug everyone. That day is mine
It seemed like a horrible thing to do in the world
There are very few. Any desire to do the worst
Not. I didn't hold it anymore to be light
Myself. I kind of drove them away
By no means do I want to convey that I recommend for the mother to be inactive. After a while
Sumon's phone is real. He managed himself with great difficulty
I received the call. No talking. One word
Just said. Trouble, a lot of trouble. How, it is not known exactly.
After that one by one Prasoon, Sajib, Harun. Then once
I headed back alone. Floating in the gentle breeze
The sound of the train is the beginning of my journey alone
That is the end of my journey as a prisoner in a circle.
Aging. At the same time the feeling of emotion is decreasing.
Nowadays, nothing looks like before.
After a few days, one by one, close friends leave
Going out of the country. Hi hello, goodbye, AIDS
Don't bother, keep in touch, say goodbye in type words
The end. Extremely busy, maybe everyone said goodbye that way
There is no time to inform. But in the midst of this busyness
Another farewell came. Maybe a little on its own
I feel like I know. Leaving a first in life
Near the embrace of one more first feeling. However this
I don't want to say much about the subject. That's all I can say.
Leaving the first job of professional life
I am joining a new job. I feel bad about the job
To leave. But you have to leave.
I will miss my colleagues very much. This is tomorrow
My last day at the office. I just don’t know how to approach everyone
I will say goodbye. Say goodbye and walk home
I don't know how much pain I will have when I return. Trouble
Samle started everything anew from the next day
I think a lot more about them at the time of doing
Will read. They weren't just my colleagues. They may be colleagues
There was nothing a little more than that. Understood that way for so long
Couldn't get up.
After a long time I heard James' concert that day.
The day my friend leaves,
He will go far,
Forgive me
I'm sorry.
And remember there was only one,
Loved only you.