"One Picture And One Story Week #36"
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A few years ago, in 1998, I took the first step in my high school journey by sitting for the SSC exam.
I was actually a pretty good student.Back then, the grading system was different—there was no A+, A grade, or B grade. Instead, we had first, second, and third divisions, along with stars for outstanding performance. I passed in the first division.
In 2000, I joined college and sat for the HSC examination. By the grace of God, I passed, although with a second division, which wasn't as good as I had hoped.
My father to work with in the company.When the mill suddenly closed, he lost his job. Fortunately, after a few months, he found employment again at Mymensingh Delta. During my college years, I unexpectedly formed a friendship with a female classmate. We got along well, and our relationship lasted six years. Suddenly one day went far away.Suddenly called after a long time and said forgive me
That was the last time I ever heard from her.This incident left me feeling uncertain about my future.
My family consisted of my two sisters and me. As the eldest, I often heard my family urging me to complete my education and do something meaningful with my life.
One day, I decided to learn about mobile and electronics repair. Mobile phones weren't as common in Bangladesh back then, so I traveled to Dhaka to train with an older brother. I stayed there for two months and learned the basics. After returning home, I set up a small shop in Ishwardi Bazar with my elder brother and two partners.
I gradually developed a good understanding of the work, especially mobile hardware, although I found software more appealing. While I handled software repairs, my older brother focused on hardware. This division of labor proved to be very effective for us.
However, our financial situation was challenging, and our house was made of tin sheets. In 2007, I got married, which brought a new understanding of reality.
I've worked hard and achieved a good position in life, although I still feel some pain in my chest.I told dad you give some money and I start a small house with the rest
He agreed, and despite our limited space—less than 2 kattha—we built a beautiful house. As the eldest son, I realized that I often had to accept many things in silence. Today, I understand that while money and houses can fulfill certain dreams, they can also create distance in blood relationships.
Despite receiving everything I wished for, the pain in my chest has grown, something I never anticipated. I've learned that as you gain material things, some relationships may drift away. In the end, it seems that blood and soul connections are diminishing, being replaced by relationships based on interests.
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