Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim. Every human being grows up with the demands of life, but also has to accept things beyond the demands of the people. That many times the pain of suffering becomes a lot of happiness. Anyway, by the infinite mercy of Almighty Allah, after a long few months, I left for language and went home. Usually after coming to the city or entering the job, going home does not become that much. In any case, even if they do not go home, for some reason or another, Almighty Allah sends them to their motherland or birth place. Went home last two days but could not share a very happy moment with all the family members as our house is going on very sad time now. Tried to bring some Asuk through this. That day was Friday. Along with some guests of the family, my majesty left to go to the house of the majesty's father. Again that day out of there. Departed for Dhaka.

We came to Bhurungamari by auto rickshaw from our house in the afternoon to stay for two. Dhoom bought two tickets of Pabon Express to come to Dhaka the day before. Because to come from our home Bhurungamari to Narsingdi, only Pabon Express and Pavel Express are plying. That's why basically we confirm our return ticket a day before. However, we both went around in the morning and in the afternoon we left for Dhaka. In Bikaner, we eat and drink after the Jumma prayer at noon and have a little rest and farewell with the family, then we basically go to the program. Then after sitting for a long time at the station when it was time to go home then we boarded the bus and left for Dhaka and reached Dhaka the next morning.

So we basically went to my brother-in-law's house. Because when I got married, I didn't go home. But this year I went home because of family society and we basically went to my brother-in-law's father-in-law's house because my mage was invited to go to his father's house. So we basically go to his father's house, that is, my Tawai house. My mother is the mother of my mother. Many types of batter polish are organized. So it contains milk flour in our village, a traditional father. They cooked noodles for us along with the sweets that we took with them and let us eat some of those sweets at their house. Apart from you, the village environment is organized by the curd butter from the two sides of the village. You basically eat this milk butter or curd butter as we call it on hot days, it is very beneficial for the body and cools down easily. Then after we cooked it for a while we were given Polao meat beef chicken meat and small fish with it. Many of us know how much we like small fish when we live in the city, but when we go to the village, we like this small fish. Formalin free and very easily and cheaply available. Because basically we keep any curry with Chhota Tum.

Lots of family with small guests. Khunsuti Many joys Many things share with them Play with them. I see them wanting to go back to their childhood. There, one of my elder brother's daughter and elder brother's son spent some happy moments with them. These times will be very memorable in the memory pages of my heart. However, it is very difficult to leave them and come back to Dhaka but there is nothing to do, fate is like this. You have to give up a lot to establish yourself. Everyone will be fine and healthy.