Assalamu Alaikum Everyone.

The Diary Game.

I got up at 8 am. Got up and brushed my teeth, got fresh. Anisha Mamuni woke up while getting fresh and preparing breakfast. With his hands, she came out of the room with a little cry. Because she did not find me in the room.

Like every day, I washed Anisha Mamuni's hands and had breakfast. After sweeping and cleaning the room I finish other work. I always try to make Anisha Mamuni take a bath by noon. After taking a bath, she ate lunch and fell asleep. Before that, I told my father to go to vote.

At times I thought maybe I will not go to vote. Because, last time my vote was given by someone else, a fake vote. Anyway! Later my father suddenly said that my brother had called to go to vote. Then I quickly got ready to go to vote. Anisha Mamuni was sleeping. So I thought that I will leave Anisha Mamuni at home.

_{NID and Voting Serial Number.}

Later it seemed that she would cry a lot if he did not find me when she woke up. No one can handle it then. Thinking this, my father also said that Anisha should go with Nanu. After leaving, I thought I forgot my National ID card. After telling my father, he said that he also forgot to take it. Later I came home and Dad was very appreciative and said "Luckily you think".

Many girls and women were not allowed to vote and there were complaints of harassment from top to bottom. All the girls were so upset beyond words.

Later, after seeing a Magistrate Officer, 1-2 people went and reported the matter and complained. Journalists were also there. In this, the Magistrate officer went to the polling room and got angry with the agents and immediately the polling started.

_{I was standing in the queue to vote.}

Some took longer to pay. Because this is the first time I did not understand the process of how to vote in EBL.

After a long time, by the grace of Allah, I got the opportunity to vote, Alhamdulillah. Later, by the grace of Allah, I was voted very quickly without any problem, Alhamdulillah. I voted, but my aunt could not vote. I ran from room to room but couldn't vote for Aunty. Because the voting period had passed. 😔

_{Time to return home after voting.}

Because they gave the wrong information to Aunty. That means they said the wrong room number. Such harassment happened because of the wrong information given by the agents.

After going out, I took the mobile phone and saw that my father, younger sister, and my elder brother had made many calls. I called and talked to him and went to him. Later I saw my younger sister, mother, and father standing with Anisha Mamuni. After seeing Am, Anisha Mamuni jumped into my lap with a sweet smile on her face. It seemed as if she had not seen me for years.

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_{Photo taken after returning home after voting.}

Anyway! Life will not stop Life will follow the course of life.

_{Photographing poses that get an A+. Ha ha ha.}

Later we all went home together in an autorickshaw. When I came home, it was afternoon. It means almost evening. After coming, I took some pictures as a sign of voting like children 😁 Ha ha ha ….
After everyone finished eating and drinking, Anisa Mamuni fell asleep after the Maghrib prayer.

In the evening, when the wind suddenly started, Mom, me, and my younger sister went under our mango tree after hearing the sound of falling mangoes.

Pick up a lot of mangoes. Picking mangoes is very fun for me. Sometimes I go to pick mangoes, though not always. Then take a picture of our Togar flower tree. Many flowers have bloomed. It looks so beautiful, I can't explain it.

I took one more picture before putting it in the NID drawer at night. Ha ha ha....

Regards,

@sadiaafreen