A sole road surrounded by green trees so even in sunny summer day you would feel the shade of heaven. In a bright summer day, air filled with smell of sweet spring, aroma of mango flower lends an exotic feeling all around. When I recall of my home back in my town the first picture that comes is what I just wrote. It was not always as dreamy as it sounds, but my mind took snap only of the nicest part of it. First 15-16 years has a broader effect on my life and the way I think or see. The serenity, the naive people all around with big heart taught me some of the greatest lessons of life. I am grateful as I had not had to be in bustling Dhaka in begining of my life. The stadium, tennis court, school's play ground, library, town club all seem very close to my heart. I know this tiny town as I know my palm. Every inch of it gives me a sense of belonging. Terrific!
A little heads up
The Blogorama is collection of my daily blog. Whereas category "Things made my life awesome" talks about my past wonderful experiences in an ascending order, "Now in my mind" says the issues I like my opinion on. "Life, in making" is recently started daily log (not so daily!), "Meditation" is something I come back so often, thought that would interest YOU too. Well, that sums it up (almost).
A constant dreamer, believe this is not the end of the world and try to make changes in my own life constantly. Life sometimes went hard and strict-my life's choices would determine whether I have taken them as lessons or punishment.
If you think someone else is the problem and is not letting you do certain things, that implies you perceive yourself a victim. Being victim is letting the person win. If you really want to make a statement: Ignore him.
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