This word “holiday” always makes me crazy and super excited. I can’t imagine my life without holidays. There are different types of holidays like weekend, public holidays, vacations etc etc. These holidays make us fresh and more efficient. It is necessary to have a break from work or daily routine to reboot your brain cells and to have change of mind & mood. Holidays do have direct impact on our lives and plays an important role in balancing our work and play life.
I absolutely love holidays and spend them perfectly. Whether it is Sunday or public holidays, it is so relaxing to be free to do anything you want. Not bond to time, sleep, watching TV or any outing plan, it is always awesome for me. It is impossible for me to pick anyone out of so many best and wonderful holidays I had in my life. With family and friends, it is always fun and enjoyable. I have shared many of them in my previous blogs and will keep sharing in future.
There are many holidays in my life which I never forget and they are the best ones. I would like to share one of my experience when we went to “EID MILAN PARTY”. It was a get together party from Bangladesh community in Sweden and we were also invited. First, we enjoyed all the way to their meeting place. My eldest bro 
We had some delicious Bangladeshi food there and chit chat for a bit, then back home. Overall, kids enjoyed the atmosphere in the party and had some beautiful time. It was a nice feeling and experience to celebrate EID in Sweden with Bangladesh Community.
In so many good memories and awesome holidays, there are only two occasion which I remember for the worst experience. One of them I have already shared couple of weeks ago. Click here to check that out. While the other one was not that much painful to me but it gives me a good lesson instead.
All above pictures are taken by through his NIKON camera.
Long time ago in 1998, when we were living in Nepal. Family planned to visit Pakistan in our summer vacation but my Father was unable to join due to workload so me and my Mother stayed and my brothers went to Pakistan for a month. I was happy to be alone and thought would enjoy my vacation doing whatever I want to. In the beginning, couple of days looks good. Me and my cartoon network for the whole day. But later it started looking horrible for me to spend whole day with that cartoon network. No other activities as my Father was too busy at work and didn't have time to take us for an outing.
My Mother tried her best to make me feel happy and comfortable. But I started missing my brothers in just 5 days and that thinking to spend a whole month without my brothers made me cry. Time never stops so mine also passed but that whole month I never forget. The worst summer vacation I ever had. This shows me the importance of my brothers, who loves, plays and take care of me. I really enjoy my privileges being the youngest in my family.