I am sitting on a seat. Air is blowing from the north to south. People are So busy. This is a railway station. The most busy place in Rajshahi. In my city it’s more buisier than the airport.
The place I can feel my heart. This is the place I ca touch my own heart.
The place, I can see in myself. I can see the every train if I shut down my eyes.
I am Here after a long time. After a long days. This is the place Where I cought your hand, this is the place, I walked with you at the very first time. This is the area I followed you.
When I am writing this post, It’s a very busy time. A new train has come. "Bonolota express ", a special train for the people of Bangladesh.
Bonolota regular come to Rajshahi from dhaka. The capital driver.
Today I am here. The busy people are also here. The place is so much busy but I am alone. I sit here, you are not beside me. You are not with me. This lonelinesses give me the motivation to write this blog. It is said that no pain, no gain. There is a mith that if you wanna be a philosopher, try to fell your pain. Try to understand the Shout of your pain.
I have tried to feel the absence of you and the lonelinesses. That's why may be I could be able to make this kind of blog. May be lofe need to rescue, may be life need someone like you again to feel the reality of life.
After a lot of time, It was a great place. It could never be explained in such a blog that how am I feeling at this time.
