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The unspoken subliminal verse that infiltrating my mind by a.....STOP , not this time.. it is
Me, myself & Zabir..
It's raining again & for the 3rd time i'm stuck in the library after class. Just wondering around the room i see people r talking,laughing (and also reading their stuffs..). I like to see how people around me are reacting with each other. Well that is same old me.
Then DIP asks me to write something about the college. But you know what i think?? I'm not the person to verify this institution. But i can say what i feel.. Its a long road i had passed before i came here. This BIG CITY..(i call Dhaka by that name..) is my home for more than four years.And by this time i saw many people, made a a few very very good friends. So when i came here i was alone, No one will believe that how much hard it was for me to accept the truth.
Then i made some friends,the students of batch "B". Meet the teachers and other students. It is over a month i am with is extraordinary
individuals having soo many term of personality, Now i'm sitting in the library watching them. Don't u wonder where i was last year at this time and where i'm now?? I do..
It's still raining outside..I come out in the drizzling rain. Walking along the road i ask myself "Where i'm going?? What is my future??"
no answer is there.. But then something inside me says .."I'm not a fortune teller..i don't know where my life will take me..but i can tell u i'm happy with it"
I'm still living & loving this "BIG CITY LIFE"
ps: a article i wrote in the college wall-paper
Me, myself & Zabir..
It's raining again & for the 3rd time i'm stuck in the library after class. Just wondering around the room i see people r talking,laughing (and also reading their stuffs..). I like to see how people around me are reacting with each other. Well that is same old me.
Then DIP asks me to write something about the college. But you know what i think?? I'm not the person to verify this institution. But i can say what i feel.. Its a long road i had passed before i came here. This BIG CITY..(i call Dhaka by that name..) is my home for more than four years.And by this time i saw many people, made a a few very very good friends. So when i came here i was alone, No one will believe that how much hard it was for me to accept the truth.
Then i made some friends,the students of batch "B". Meet the teachers and other students. It is over a month i am with is extraordinary
individuals having soo many term of personality, Now i'm sitting in the library watching them. Don't u wonder where i was last year at this time and where i'm now?? I do..
It's still raining outside..I come out in the drizzling rain. Walking along the road i ask myself "Where i'm going?? What is my future??"
no answer is there.. But then something inside me says .."I'm not a fortune teller..i don't know where my life will take me..but i can tell u i'm happy with it"
I'm still living & loving this "BIG CITY LIFE"
ps: a article i wrote in the college wall-paper