Start reading together from that high school. Both of them passed the SSC simultaneously.

I do not like the first love, I understand myself. I was drunk alone in that age of drunken love alone. Nizar did not know anything about this.
Nizar lived in his uncle's house. And I got the job of the father of my father's job at the head of the Nizar. Nizar went to his house after the SSC examination. At the same time, we and we were transferred. No more contact. There were no mobile phones or facebook in those days. Landphone was there. Sometimes it is not necessary that the number has not been taken. Moreover, we did not show up with him when we came out. We both went out to the two sides.
After three years ... we are now in Cox's Bazar. One afternoon in the afternoon along with the future, I was walking on the sea shore. E-Milan Mela of many people Suddenly I saw ... a boy pushing the crowd coming forward. I became stuck in the eyes of his eyes. At that Nizar.

Nizar's eyes were the Cats Eye. I fell in love with her in my teenage age. I did not go to class then. I used to wait, when I came to my house and sat on a bench. Then he sat on the bench of his Barar. I always looked at him in the classroom. I would take my eyes away from shame when I see his eyes. I used to be anxious to talk to him about something. While talking to everyone, the state's entanglement came as soon as he talked to Nizar. To stay with him for a little more time to see Nizar, apart from reading to the home tutor, Nizar recited himself to the sar. What was the joy of those days. Thousands of such words are crowding around. I looked for Nizar's eyes, but I could not find it anywhere. When I was in college, I saw a boy with such eyes. I went out and made friends with him.

I used to fill Nizar with his eyes. That friend would ask almost .. Kire? What do you see in my eyes like this? I used to bring back the eyes of shame in the other side .. Where? Somehow Your eyes are special.