I used to write diary when I was very young, my mother used to hide it, so one day I tore it all and burned it. Besides, I have never written anything in my life. How to write, I do not know anything, but still writing, as if to write something!
When I was little, I used to go fishing with my father and his friends, crossing the ferry at 5 or 6 o'clock. Turing has been in the head ever since. In this way, more than 50 districts have been visited long ago! Ronnie and I went to Kuakata with Ali Hasan at 2 o'clock in the morning without thinking about it. It was 2005, not long ago, I still lived in Barisal. Just a few days ago, I came around Khagrachhari with 14 bikes. 14 people on 14 bikes, no extra, a long way, so everyone was a little too careful. 3:15, 3 Fair, 2 Hank, 1 FG, 1 RTR, 1 Pulsar, 1 Megili, 1 Ninja 750 and 1 Royal Enfield 500. This tour is so much like that, that I am also writing something!
Shahbagh is supposed to be at 5 am the day after Eid. The day before, everyone came together and brought oil. I didn't go anywhere on Eid day, I couldn't sleep all night, if I don't wake up, my sleep has a good name again! Riaz Bhai and I also do Skype at 3 o'clock at night, saying sleep is not coming. At Nidhi Riaz Bhai's house, my parents are upset about me and I have to go, so I am forced to stay at home. After talking to everyone, I went out after the Fajr prayer. Hasan made bread and waited for food, while Naeem left Sylhet for Comilla. He is supposed to meet us at Sagar's Jatrabari flyover, as usual he has no news. Unbeknownst to Asif, he took the bike home, so he was with Sagar the day before. They actually started our journey in a very quiet line on the way to Comilla. There was Aryan Bhai and my dear friend 'Kupi-Kait Jitu' alias Kamrul Bhai. Naim leaves Comilla, we start our journey from Comilla after having breakfast, we go to Feni without any hassle, after drinking tea we go to the winding mountain road, after which I am sure where the concept of roller coaster came from. ! At first it was a little difficult, but everyone quickly arranged it beautifully. That's how I left, in a rubber garden. There are also breaks, some take pictures and some laugh at Asif's Ducati (Megali). Asif tackles everything with determination. There is no boy like him, his wife will be very lucky inshallah. This is how we reach our destination Khagrachhari.
We were given a room booking for the tour, everyone took a bath with a signature and went out before they could sleep, and before I had to go out, I said yes, where am I? Our country is so beautiful, I really feel very lucky! Fuad, Jitu, Saeed go crazy on the winding road, that's kind of cornering, but they look like crazy when they see someone in front of them, so they are afraid to pull, again unfamiliar road, this feeling is not like expressing in words. Sohail, our BDM representative there, Bikash and many others who don't know the name took the whole city through the Alutila cave, Nidhito can't go, I took it by force, I didn't sleep all night and made such a big journey with a torch in my hand. A few moments, a splash in the sea at the beginning, Jitu's extraordinary madness and the sweet talk make everything much more enjoyable. Then I hear I have to go somewhere much higher,
The local boys also stumble in the morning and evening. Overcome the fear and hang out at the Alutila helipad, the whole city
It can be seen from there, and the clouds come a little later and cover everything. That night Faisal Bhai thought he was so high and got up with a ninja - no! Then where did I go to have tea, I think no one ate less than 3/4 cup! I went to dinner at a strange food hotel called 'System', I can't even explain what happened here, if you want to know you have to win there!
Then a Sylhet couple and two children came to the room and got acquainted with us and told a lot of stories. The little children are innocent. Saying this, Sagar says to their little boy, "Babu, tell me which bike is your favorite?" I take a bath without any words and fall asleep. If someone wakes me up, I will see that everyone eats tang too. I sleep after eating! Singing in the throat of Bikash all night alone, the fairy tale of Warphase and much, much better.
Then in the morning after breakfast take a bath in Dighinala spring. The road to the fountain was by far the most beautiful road to go. Whether the waterfall wins or not, a huge bamboo flute appears in my hand, I want to see it and pull it, I had no desire to handle it! Masum Bhai meets us there. Jitu jumped on the shower, I don't hesitate anymore, otherwise I would have missed a lot. I know that Sagar doesn't know how to swim when he pulls me into the rock, I don't know what would have happened if I could have grabbed his head, at least my hand wouldn't have hurt after the gap between his head and the rock! Thus the inhuman jumping in the water for 3-4 hours and the presence of a group of Chakma children further increased our madness.
Then everyone sits in the clouds on the helipad and chats with dry food. On that day, Faisal Bhai did not hesitate to climb the mountain. Leaving everyone at that time, Sagar and I went to the doctor. When we started to drive the main madness on the hilly path, we measured the road behind the sea on the way, Bikash with him, our guide. He also remembers riding on hilly roads
I feel good. When he came and got up with me, I got a chance to go ahead, I smoked with my bike! Bikash got down with my bike, he has no hobby of dying. We went to eat at ‘System’ at night and met Tina GRG, they also went there that day and invited us to Rangamati the next day, and we all agreed to go. When everyone came back, I, Jitu, Sagar, Asif, Naeem, Nirjhar and Milon Bhai went out to have tea. I turned 110 behind Naeem, but I couldn't catch him. Milon Bhai saw a cow at 70 and went down the road once.
Back in tourism, I see the Chakmas spell pink and green wine! After eating, in the mind of Riaz Bhai, I locked Jitu Asif and the bike with the alarm disappeared, and after a while my mobile also disappeared. Because Capricorn, he is possessed by ghosts, everything is being taken away by ghosts! I do all the hiding work like this, but I eat vyabachaka, when I hear that Asif's money is not available, because I don't know anything about it! Later I found out, no, his money is fine. Everything was fine, except for him not sleeping all night. Fouad slapped me after drinking alcohol, I do not know how I digested! But if I did not do such a thing with Asif, I could never accept! I'm going to Rangamati, my ex Chakma girlfriend finds out and goes on the phone after phone, but I still don't know if going to Rangamati at all! Riaz Bhai's phone with me and Nidhi FB looking at him to finish the charge is very similar to ours, but I like it very much, when I remember, after the barbecue at Ashulia's farm, Riaz Bhai opened his charger and left his own and turned off his cell long before he came home. Was done.
I have an exam the next day, everyone is sleepless, I have no choice but to go back to Dhaka, but I can't go to Rangamati
Sadly I still can't forget. The road to come is the most beautiful road I have ever seen. Where I said goodbye to Masum Bhai, I stopped at a Singara-Puri shop and ate everything I had. After saying goodbye to Masum Bhai, I started my journey on the way to Feni, the destination is Saeed's house. Upon arrival, I plunged into the Nidhi pond, followed by a surprise Pakistani biryani, barbecue and sweets. Every food tasted wonderful in one word. Said's sister came with us on the way. Brother Faisal started madness! Nirjhar and Naim pull, both of them run very well, I see 130 km + without catching the two tires, in the middle of it, Shai, Faisal bhai is going 16 km / hour, even at that speed I felt stable! Nidhi or 10-15 minutes 120 km + we can not find any. We leave Chandina and wait for everyone, a box after DB arrives, but we don't have to worry. I said goodbye to Naim and he will go to Sylhet. After that Faisal Bhai and Comilla left with Jitu, we became 10 again.
The only isolated incident, Asif blew up a woman at a speed of 80+! Nothing happened to him by the infinite mercy of Allah. He was probably quite scared. But I left without any obstacle. After saying goodbye to each other, Fouad and I got drunk on the streets of our favorite Dhaka. As soon as I went to Banani to say goodbye to him with Vijay Sarani, I saw Asif tuk tuk. That's how I got back home. Come and eat and sleep with that one bath. Suddenly it was all over, but the feelings are still very clear. Thank you all very much.
Hi, What a good story but better tagged to #blurtlife as it is very appropriate for that tag.