A lower middle class boy, Messy hair, beard, Curiosity finds so many colors in the chest of life ... In the neon lighting of the city, If you dive into the reservoir that is hidden behind the wet eyes, you have to go back to being lost in nostalgia, Hundreds of reassurances, warmth ... Society Or the mystery of the fancy dress competition called Rules and Regulation. The boy walking with the candle of basic needs, He doesn't even know when he lost the procession ... However, the modernity of the four walls, The boy who lost his generation ... The fetus matched the fetal emotion, The soul could not meet at birth, In the test tube of the twentieth century ... How long will the footprints fall on the parole, avoiding the traditional shoes ... Ah, misunderstanding dreams is a nightmare, or atonement for sins ... Did the boy know, rarely do people get bodies, take off the mask of bestiality ... !!! নিম্নমধ্যবিত্ত একটি ছেলে, অগোছালো চুল দাড়ি হাতড়ে, উস্কখুস্ক জীব...
Here I am only because of sharing my thoughts, my poems and some my stories which i related directly or some times indirectly. Share some story which are collected. My thoughts fantasy feels are showing here with some few words. Thanks for Stay with Me.. Take Care.