Hi World

My birth and identity:

 

I was born on 10.09.1976. Al though it is the age of the certificate. The actual age, has been pressed to the weight of the certificate. Yet he has to be raised because age is never a matter of hiding. And the real one can never be kept with a fake. In 12.05.1973, I was born in my grandfather's house in Thanapara, Kushtia district in Bangladesh.

 

My mother's name is Late Nasima Akhtar, father Sheikh Syed Ahmed. We are three brothers and one sister. I am the first child of my parents. The history of the unbearable pain of a mother involved in the birth of an child. Mother's debt of 10 months 10 days of pregnancy is never possible to repay. So my thousand greetings to that pregnant mother. I am blessed to be born in the womb of my mother.

 

Thousands of memories left in childhood: Childhood is a strange time. At this time, everything seems to go away very quickly, lost. Only a bunch of memories are left in the corner of the mind. And life means carrying that memory to death. How happy the memories of childhood were. How sweet, the days painted in thousands of colors. Ah what a joy! Now I think, if I could go back to childhood again! Then I would not return. That is no longer possible. I spent my childhood in my city. Grandfather's house is 1 km away from grandfather's house. Nana and Dada spent their days together at home. Dad was a government employee. The mother was a teacher at the Afsar Uddin Memorial Girls' Madrasa. I had 6 aunts. Father alone, he had no brothers. 3 aunts were married, and 3 aunts, grandparents lived with us. Those moments full of sorrow and joy. I was thrilled to remember it. Not going to school with abdominal pain. Spending  time wandering the streets in the name of going to school. How much I cheated. And the gang of naughty boys looted in the river Gorai. Play football on a muddy field on a rainy afternoon. Mud all over the body and bathing in the pond in the evening, ah what fun! 

 

                

  

           Beware of jealousy for verily it destroys good deeds the way fire destroys wood.

           Prophet Muhammad (Saw).