Yesterday, my mom invited our relatives at our place for dinner…..ok, wait, let me come to this story later!

I have been pretending a lot since this BDR (Bangladesh rifles) mutiny. Stopping myself from updating my status about it or saying something on it on twitter. Keeping myself in silent when all friends are firing about what BDR/Army did, even when my family members are talking at dinner table.

I’m just too much shocked! I have no language to express this feeling. What difference would I make by saying something about it on twitter? Will these kids get back their fathers in their family? Will all these women get back their husbands in their family even if I scream so loud looking at the sky with spreading my hands? -sigh!

Another thing make me a little bit hypocrite talking about this. I will never feel the pain and sorrow that a kid is feeling after losing his/her dad. A women after losing her husband. I will never feel the same until I lose my own brother or sister!

I know I can ask thousands questions about this incident. But to me a question or rule is worthless when someone is already gone. Life is very beautiful, you have taken that life! What else matters to that dead person? But still I have a question! “why this happened?” no, no you didn’t get my question – I’m not asking what actually happened between BDR and Army so that it happened. Look around – almighty is all around right? He knows what you are doing and how you are doing? Almighty knew that it was going to happen right. If he likes to see people in peace then why wouldn’t he stop it? Why did he allow all these army people for misleading BDRs? BDRs are our brothers too, he knew that eh? If he has all powers then why wouldn’t he do such thing so that we people never fight with each other, we never hate each other, we never kill each other! – ok, I know im talking rubbish!

This is a hell, this is not the world I imagine. So, john lennon’s “Imagine” doesn’t give any peace in my mind. I’m just tired of all these things!

Ok enough, let’s come to the story I started at the beginning. So, we had lots of guests here at my sylhet house. Among them there, were around 8-10 kids! As usual, when I see kids I take them to my room or a place where I can play with them. And for some reasons kids easily adapt with me…

anyways, they were playing on my bed and I was taking some pictures of them while there were playing. They would fight and then forget, cry and then hug the kid who slapped! Things were going on for around an hour. Most amazing thing happened when a kid went to wash room leaving her chocolate on the bed. Next one came and took it, she asked the other one like “whos chocolate is this?” “it’s not yours” other kid replied. She left the chocolate exactly where it was! I was staring at her! Wow, i’m in heaven in this hell! Look at these kids who don’t understand what is called BDR and what is called Army! They are not bothered. But, they know PEACE.

One of the kids

I have found heaven in children! Now, I will go back to my music list to include John lennon’s “Imagine” again ……….