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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.

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Young Philosopher

Yesterday I was talking with my nephew who is just 8 years and old lives abroad. I asked him a random question what is life?

Life is when you feel happy you smile and when you feel sorrow you cry.

The wise donkey

It’s not a usual question for such young age and he even didn’t understand the question. Then I tried to explain him the question and he told me that he doesn’t know the answer. I told him life is when you feel happy you smile and when you feel sorrow you cry. He just shook his head.

Then I asked him the questions separately. He started counting his finger and answered me without any hesitation.

When do you feel happy?

  • when I do something good
  • when I come to my home and talk
  • when someone plays with me
  • when I am near to a sea

When do you feel sorrow?

  • if someone beat me
  • if someone kick me
  • if someone tell me a bad thing
  • find myself in a bad place
  • find myself in a war

I don’t know when children start building their own universe. Often I found their thought process much better than the adult.