If I asked you a question like what is the most precious thing in your life then what you would answer? Take your time to assume, during this time let me deliver mine…
To tell the truth, there is hardly anything I find more precious than memories, in a more specific way good memories are the most precious thing in my life which are beyond price. The soul of mine often gets frustrated when life doesn't go according to my way or according to my desires. Yes, It's pretty true that you won't succeed every time, some challenging moments teach the lesson of life in a nasty way though you will not always prepare for it.
© Jon Tyson
To less the burden of responsibility for a while, I recall the days of my childhood, and to less the ache of toxic words from others I try to think back to the precious moment. I loudly tell you a statement that I had spent a joyful childhood. I made a plenty number of friends at that time but among all of them, there was a friend who was the closest one. As my Dad was in Army this reason my dad was transferred to different places several times. For this reason, I met with a lot of people but lost a lot of friends from my life.
When I was in class three while returning home I heard the news from my mom that we were shifted to a new state and that was not a big deal for me. Yes, it is a new place, and all are unknown people these things were pretty uncomfortable for me. Admitting to a new school and adapting to the students had the most fearable task for me.
It was my first day and first class at a new school where all my classmates were unknown to me. While entering the classroom with the headmaster, he introduce me and my class teacher told me to seat. All benches of boys were fully fulfilled by the boys and during that time a boy named Tanvir called me by my name and gave me a room next to him to sit. That day during the class test I still can remember I answered a quiz so early that the teacher rewarded me in the class this was the first day and for the first time, I got honored.
From the day I started making so many friends on a regular basis. But Tanvir was someone who was truly special. Not too bad at academics, not too good at though he was a kinda fun type of guy. by performing comedy in the breaks of the classes he attempted to entertain others. Yes, as time was going, I was loving to seat on the same bench regularly. A girl in our class was overweight and she was so a straightforward type, we were kidding with her and within a short period of time, we made a good friendship with each other.
He had a bicycle though I did not know how to ride, I had a huge fascination to ride. He helped me to learn in the time of the afternoon I practiced with his little bicycle. When I learned to ride a bike perfectly I request my dad to bring for me a bicycle. We had made a couple more friends and I still can remember I was successful to give a practical lesson on how to ride a bicycle and I made it, I got great fun. We were a riding group and each day in the afternoon we had been taking a race with a couple of my friends.
Once upon a day, during the time of summer vacation, my dad took his retirement and we had to go back to our hometown from there I could not get enough time to meet with my friend after that day. After a decade I wonder and dream in my sleep I am going to the state on a journey by a bus to meet with him although I don't exactly know if it will happen ever.