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Do It and Die…

I didn’t go so closer to the sea before. It’s something I can’t tell in words. I had some very weird feelings – I was thinking I am too close to meet my destination, it’s a chance. I was shouting to the roaring waves… take me with you.

I don’t know or even can’t imagine for how long it’s jumping like a white horse or the noises are expression of joy or anger. It’s monotonous but I think I can pass years just with watching and listening.

After the sun set I found myself all alone. I can’t explain the feelings – something like heart breaking but charming, that some kind of sadness you can enjoy. On the dark night with a full sky of stars the sea seems really furious. Its dark but the sea is visible with reflection of stars.

The next day when we were moving to another island Chera Dwip by boat, the first realization that came to my mind is ‘I am nothing’, but when the boat start moving I realize may be ‘I am something’ as a part of whole mankind.

The beach of Saint Martin Island is something very different than the Cox’s Bazaar or Chittagong. It was my first time I went there and definitely I was bit over excited. The photo I’ve added with this post has a weird inspiration for me. The person on the photo is me and whenever I see it I mumble do it and die – that’d be a happy ending!

Footnote: Do It and Die is a warning message from one of my friends for those who are in love or in dream of love.

Few more photos here.

By Muhammad Nazimuddaula

A multidisciplinary Graphic Designer, specialising in Product Design with more than 10 years of work experience. Co-founded an advertising technology startup in 2009 at Dhaka, Bangladesh that was acquired in 2015. Passionate about simplifying the complex requirements and delivering great project plans for better user experience.

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