There are friendship, you feel the bond deeply. Without any connection to blood relation you call them your family. Spend time together through fun, sorrow and those mixture that life gives you, mutually.
And one day, they leave you. Just like that.
Seeing I’m at somewhere walking. One of the care-taker (house employee) asking me whether he should hire a rickshaw to old Dhaka.
I looked at him with surprise, then told why I would want to go there? Then I call one of the people of my past, and that friend apologies, explains and so on.
That’s when I felt I’m in sleep, I need to continue sleeping rather going anywhere or talking over phone.
And, I woke up- realized I went back to moments of my life in nine/ten years back from now. It was dream!
Now mixed up feelings, nostalgia and all those surprise destroyed the sleepiness.
I’m noting this and thinking about the past that passes by and still touching me back, one way or another.
ps. I tend to not share things about me or so! Apparently, I know its due and I *should* fill the gap for my friends. I’ll touch my ventures/me and talk about not-so-expressed facts, soon!