Success not at the door.

After the black gown, blowing the head hat, the success of the graduation has thrown everyone's sky!
Eight to twelve Four thousand people and their four thousand dreams! Some of them were perhaps the most distant, some of the thick frames printed. Some of them might have lived in luxurious city, Casal salam was full of life, some of them had a life of forgetfulness for the whole month of tucking the money of the tuition.
Somewhere, there was a dome in the Padma pond, nowadays, but there was the story of being one of the four eyes!

Some of these stories may have been perfected in "happy ending" or "achievement unlocked". A pair of couples standing side by side together today maybe a black gown!
Some people again, after many years, with the eyes of the former, sweet smile introduction to the groom! There is so much unintentional in the eye, maybe a little ask, maybe a little embarrassment or a drop of water washed away! A six-month-old little boy in someone's lap is married to someone newly married!
Walking in the road of life, one has lost the path - today could not come! Someone is far off, Facebook has got water in the eyes of the teammates, maybe I remember the old evening of Bhairab! Some 5 years after and after some time the Maya has been cut, the Maya remains, just like before, the friend is going back to the coffee house for a few seconds! The wall of the rooms of the wall, someone is looking for the wall, what is still the name of the spots?
The old fashioned girl has not changed even today?
Pocket Gate, Durbar Bangla everywhere Eidy Eid from the night! Someone might be the Gold Medalist, someone has come with his parents! Someone may have dreamed of a lot, and he will teach the mother to achieve honor, but today there is no mother!

Graduation is a great achievement. But in the midst of this joy, there is somewhere in the caves of this festival, there is no wonder! Memory is painful!
And the more pain of the dream!
But with a smile, all of the 101 acres stuck to one and every one of them will be gone!
Maybe there will be one day, the number will decrease further on that day, maybe many more memories will be dashed on that day, maybe the look will change a bit! Only these stories will not change!