The day when we first met.

One of the biggest memories of life is the memories of the first time you met your lost person. It will make you cry, remind me of all the memories. Which you may realize after losing him. I don't know if any of you have lost your loved one, wait, that doesn't mean I've lost my loved one. I'm just trying to make a story out of it, you guys don't remember that I took this story from my life, not at all, I made it from myself. It was the hardest day of my life, I mean that day we came back from home, in the story I wanted to understand who the hero is, well anyway, we came to Dhaka after almost 3 months from home, I was at home for 3 months because of this corona.

The day I came home from work, the day was spent lazily, when we heard the sound of a girl talking, it didn't matter so much, I thought maybe she came to visit someone's house, but my idea was completely wrong, the next day we see The girl's words were heard from the house next door, then I didn't pay much attention, and sometimes I saw her talking to my younger brother, but I didn't pay much attention, I met him face to face in front of me, 3 days after returning home, that day My younger brother was playing with the boy in the house next to ours, then my mother called me and told him to bring her home now. At that time my mother was in the kitchen and from the kitchen the house of my aunts could be seen completely, so they took her and I left with a lot!

From then on, I always looked out the window, but when I left, I was embarrassed, and to be honest, I never loved a crow like that, I don't know if it's love at all, but it's true I really wanted it, And sometimes when I was looking, the girl would look at me, I don't know if she knows I love her, however, after that she got acquainted with her mother, and she knew the mother or the order beforehand but we had no contact for so long!

However, our relationship with them gradually became stronger, but my mother sometimes told me that Aunty means her mother, she used to talk a little harshly to my mother, she used to talk a little harshly with my mother, so my mother used to talk to that aunt slowly. Wanted to stop, and Tata and they ruined our relationship, but I was just like before. I don't know why I kept remembering him, I tried a lot to forget him but I couldn't .

Today I may not be sad with him, they are gone now, but sometimes I think of him, but in this way I may slowly start to forget him, but I will never forget my first meeting with him!

In fact, the story may seem simple to you. But you are normal to me but the person who has lost it can never be normal, true love will come once or twice in everyone's life, so I will not have any benefit in this matter anymore, so I think you can learn to give way alone, And if someone is yours, don't hold them back, if they are really yours, they will come back to you!