Life in this world is like a flowing river. There is no fixed destination. Its course and conditions change with time. Our lives are like that. Age changes, responsibilities and worldly worries force us to run all the time. Even when we were young, we had to run to school and coaching all day long due to family pressure, even if we did not want to. And as we grew older, when our responsibilities started increasing, we started running on our own. The lives of boys follow a different pattern. If they leave home once to fulfill their dreams and keep their family well, they never return home permanently. Like guest birds, they sometimes have to run away and "a momentary visit" with their family and then come back to this mechanical city. Sometimes, even though our heart cries for our parents, due to the rules, we do not return home due to busy schedules. Most of the time, we go home during Eid or a government holiday.

I told you in my last post that last week my friend's father died and I had to go to the village. This week my semester break is going on. I thought I would not go home this time because I did not have money. But our plan will not be implemented, whatever our Lord plans will be implemented. He wanted me to go home. That is why I went home even though it was because of my friend's danger. But because of my university classes and tuition, I was able to spend little time with my family. It felt very bad not being able to be with my parents for a few days. But what can I do, life is like that, you have to adapt to it. After staying at home for a day, the next day I had to leave for Dhaka. I went home at around 10.30 pm on Thursday. The next morning, after having breakfast, I went to my younger aunt's house to meet them.

After staying there for a few hours, I went back to see my sister. Since all the houses were in our town of Kumarkhali, it was possible to go in one day. I left from my sister's house in the afternoon. Then at night, I went back to my in-laws' house with my wife. I left there at 8 am again for Dhaka. Just to give myself peace of mind, I went to meet everyone, even if for a few hours. I don't know when I will be able to meet everyone again, maybe I won't see them again before the end of the semester. That's why I met everyone despite my own hardship. Even though I met them briefly, I was finding a different kind of peace in my heart. It was very nice to meet my family suddenly, even after about 2 months.

There was a little problem when I arrived in Dhaka by bus. I got off at Nabinagar and took a bus to Ghazipur from there. But since the train was closed that day, I took the bus. While coming by bus, the beautiful view of the river while crossing the ferry took my mind away. That's why I didn't take many pictures with my phone camera. Since there was sunshine in the sky, the white clouds were playing. Everything in our fleeting life comes for a moment. That's why we should develop ourselves as honest people. Today I shared with you the story of my sudden trip home. I hope you all liked it. Everyone stay well and healthy. See you again with a new post of mine.