Oshor shomaoe..

Ek ek kore je kivhabe 19 ta din chole gelo tar kono dharonai nei. Matro shedin mash ta perolo. Ar ajke gunchi shesh hobar shomoe.. Sotti ki kore je din gulo kete jacche jana nei.. Obak lage...

Aj written exam shes holo. Viva baki.. Er majei friends niye ektu adda, ektu ghure asha.. addar maje kauke ragie dile rag vhagano.. ar proti rate gumobar agee kichu notun sriti niye shopner khoj kora. Evhabei chole jacche.. Shadharonoto mon khub kharap thakle likte boshi. Aj otota kharap na.. thik explain korte parbona. Onno rokom vhota ekta kosto.. tar shathe ek rash purnota.. Kisher purnota jante chaile bolbo.. Ei je din gulo kete jacche tar..

Likte icche hole nijer mon ta ke kolomer maje niye ashi.. tokon ja icche hoe.. ja kichu vhabte thaki kivhabe jeno shob kichu sahda kalo rong er maje badha pore.. Ar ta jokhon onek onek din por dekhi tokhon nijer ojantei heshe feli.. Boli eto silly chilam...

Thik tokhoni boro ekta shotto eshe dhakka dey.. Bujte pari kototuku bodle giyechi.. Na kono koto nei tate.. I'm just who i am.. I want to be that way.. Long ago i told u some thing.. "It's like a fine wain".. Yes, I will try to get mature. But in time.. I will..

It takes only a little rain..

I love this city.. u all know that..

I came from the med early today. with three of my friends. We have our launch in my place. And reshad and jishan left. Aupi stayed with me for some time. We had a lot of time to talk. And we did. bout our past our future.. and all the things in our mind, Aupi lost his father. It was like 2 month. ANd where was the sorrow.. We learn to deal with it. yes we do...After sometime aupi also went home

U think ppl different then u or ur different. I will say. Noooo... At least 95% of that who we r is almost similar to others. I we got hurt we cry, if we r happy some time tears come out.. And the rest of the things r our memory, experience, our soul inside. And that point of view i'm different. we all r... i had my sear of the life for some things. Do i have to go that way again? I'm just thinking bout that. Don't have any plan actually.

The wind is awesome.. outside it is going wild.. I just want some little rain.. It takes only a little rain to make this city beautiful...

As the life goes.. I don't care..

Oky.. here we go.. not actually here i go...
i didn't update my journal for some time. Hmmm.. why? i donno. I just didn't find anything to write. But honestly to continue a journal u don't have to say anything. Just a hint of clue was more then enough to blah blah blah.. What happened?

Sometime in the late night i just thing "What the heck.. lets write something." but after some few minutes.. i think who cares for me. The ppl care for me (or may be i think they do) wont read this. So why i am writing this? For 3 years... after all these time i am saying this? I should be thinking better..

Oky here i go..Now I'll stop being a fuck face.. stop waining.. life is boring.. funny or any thing else.. I just don't care.. I have to live. So i have to except what is going on.. Things will be come round..