Benim Hikaye ( Journey From Mymensingh To Sylhet)

     Journey From Mymensingh To Sylhet

                                              My Story                  
                                                                                       
Date : 11th June,2016

I just going to ready for the field.Suddenly I heard my father told my mother that we have to get ready as the truck had come.I totally surprised and asked what for?
They said we are shifting to Sylhet in the evening.
Actually  i was aware about that we were going to be shifted and it was so quick and i wasn't happy at all.So for the last time,I asked them to go to Kewatkhali and met my friend.But they argued ,somehow i convinced them and go for the last meeting.

When i was backing to home,I thought i would never met them again.
so, i felt like crying.I was so out minded and unhappy as well as.
But didn't show that.

Then next day, I reached here in Sylhet,the holy land of Hazrat Shahzalal (R) and tea.I was trying to forget everything and trying to take those as my fate.
Simply first day,Was so boring as we do a lots of stuffs like arranging beds,sofas and other things.Then we go out and found some guys playing in outfield.I tried to be friendly with them but couldn't. But they took meas friend quickly.

So,only at afternoon,i was go outside.All the long i have to stay at home.It was fucking weird and i was bored.Our home on 3rd floor and the owner of house lived just under ours.So,i cant do a single stuff there.Not playing,not cheering or anything.I felt i was bounded by walls every where.I was going to be rude and so much frustrated .One day,this frustration turned into anger and broke somethings.
Hearing these sounds,that man came up and trying to scroll me.I was so fucked up and cant tolerate that man on that condition.So,i got more angry and told him to leave the at once.

The old fool might be felt insulted and then he complained to my father about that.