All stories have a beginning. At the beginning of my story, I would like to thank the community very much for organizing a great contest and for the opportunity to participate.

There is a saying in Bangladesh that our elders always say; "All is well that ends well."

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A long time from now 14 to 15 years ago. This is the story of when I was in high school. Those memories still bring tears to my eyes.

We met in the sixth grade. His name is Shiblu. We are for sure look-alikes. Everything from education to body health and height is like a complete photocopy of each other.

Shibulu was a very good man. In the true sense, he had all the qualities a student should have in a friend.

Shiblu's home is in Char Fakira of Noakhali district. Being the great-grandson of Nana since childhood, he studied at Nana's house and grew up here. His maternal grandfather's house is located next to the school.We've been good friends with him from the sixth standard till SSC exam.

People always live in the hearts of others based on their actions. Shiblu was a dear face not only to me but also to our schoolmates including teachers and village people.

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Physically he was always sick. When he was in ninth grade, his illness worsened after a few days. Many good doctors in Daganbhuya and Feni cities could not find what was wrong with him.

Shiblu's father worked in a good company that allowed him to take Shiblu, to good doctors in big hospitals in Dhaka city. Even here they could not find what was the problem.His family decided to take him to India.

In the meantime, I passed the 10th standard after the final exam of our 9th standard exam. But Shiblu could not write the final exam of the ninth class.

After Indian Air, he was diagnosed with blood cancer after many tests. In truth, when I hear that Shiblu may not live with us for a long time, it was as if the whole world is turning upside down in my mind.

The times spent with him are always moving in my heart. I really couldn't accept that he had to leave the world at such a young age. Because the doctor in India said that he has blood cancer in the last stage.He was only a guest on earth and could leave this world at any time by God's call.

When I met him after returning from India I was so shocked! Everything from his face to his body has changed completely. Those who see him in the true sense agreed that he was not the Shiblu of two years ago.

He just sat next to me and held my hand and said, "Friend, forgive me, maybe I have not done enough with you. Take care of my parents and younger brother after I leave."

Still, occasionally I can hear his words in my. Sometimes when I am alone, the time spent with him floats in front of my two eyes, how sweet our life was, laughing and joking all the time.

One morning, after writing the test before the SSC exam which is compulsory for us to get admitted to the school hostel, after reading Fajr prayer I sat down for reading. The sound came from the microphone of the mosque with the announcement that Shiblu passed away earlier that morning.

After hearing that, I could not control myself anymore. I got up from the reading table and went to Shiblu's maternal grandmother's house with permission from Ahsanullah Sir, who was in charge of the hostel.

I, along with some friends and his relatives came to see him for the last time after completing all his last farewell work.

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I do believe that in the end "All is well that ends well" and that Shiblu will live on forever in my mind.

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I am MA Karim Sentu ..... My Stimit ID name is r mr-sentu I am from Bangladesh 🇧🇩, but I live in South Africa. I have been living here since 2010, and I run my own business. My highest education dictionary is SSC 2007. Also in 2001 I finished my primary education. My father's name is MA Matin and mother's name is Parveen Akhter. I have 3 younger brothers. And I am married to "Chadni Akhtar". My father is a businessman, my mother is a housewife. My 1st younger brother Juman. He is staying in Qatar. 2nd younger brother Emon. He is staying in Alrab

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