Yeah, finally it comes — I am a man of 21 at last… Wishing another happy birthday to myself… I regret approaching one more year to my death as well…
I can’t express how I feel today. Certainly elated to some extent. But joy is not the total scene today. I come to think about the last year. It was unnaturally eventful in my whole lifetime. Earlier, I moved to Dhaka for attending Engineering coaching at Omeca. I had to leave behind the usual life I was used to here in Khulna. It was a pain leaving my parents and younger brother. And the worst thing was I couldn’t persuade my parents to take my PC with me. I went on to Dhaka. I used to live in Mirpur 10, in Senpara.
I was having peaceful life. I used to ride Volvo to get to Farmgate and then walk to Omeca’s 5th floor. I met Palash there. He was then a moderator at http://jotil21.net , my little mobile comunity site. We had contact online but never met face to face. But now I saw him in real. It was great to have him by side. I also met new pals there. First Laxman and then Sunny was very close to me.
Life was passing by. Soon after, came my HSC result. Got 4.80 spoiling my reputation as a brilliant student. I was studying for engineering and I had GP of 18 in English, Physics, Chemistry and Math. I was a bit frustrated. I was being scolded every now and then by my dad. Life became hell for me. I still had hope for BUET since the previous year, BUET took score of 18 in that 4 subjects. I was now studying harder than ever given that I knew it was my fault I did bad in the HSC. It was my negligence that has made me pay for it. Time grew close and soon I had the sad news — BUET chose 18.5 this year and my hope for BUET was lost. Following the same track, I couldn’t appear at admission tests for KUET, RUET or even CUET.
I was hopeless. The pressure was growing on me. My dad was going insane. I applied for admission in DU, SUST, PUST and of course KU. I got chance in DU but the I failed to get the level of score in math which was required for DU CSE. So SUST and others were my last hopes.
These days, I was going through loads of pain. In the end, I got chance in SUST. I got CSE. I was much relieved. But another accident struck me. I got potassium deficiency and suddenly I lost control on my muscles. I could not move or do anything.
I was going to admit myself into SUST when it all happened. I was taken to Islami Bank Hospital immediately and I was saved. It was a bit odd. I remained alive occurring some sort of medical miracle. I had 1 mol/ml potassium less in my blood serum than the required level. My heart was supposed to have been stopped by then. But it was alright at last and I managed to get admitted into SUST as well. I was carried to Sylhet on a rent a car accompanied by around 7 or 8 of my relatives mostly uncles. 😀
I was glad I was alive. My dad though insisted on my going to SUST, I could sense his restlessness inside. So I decided to stay at KU. I sat for admission in all the schools except Sociology and economics. And I got chances in all of them as well. I chose BBA without hesitation.
Life was passing by and I had a very nice time with my new mates. Though my old friends segregated into different places, I miss them all the same. I am happy that I could find some really cool friends at KU. They have been always by my side. I have had all sorts of support and affection from them.
It’s my friends who are arranging a party at KU tomorrow… It’s Ramadan, I know but we can share some fun… have some chat and enjoy some real moments out there… what’s the need for a feast ? 😉
Well, it’s not everyday a man turns 21, I am glad that my being 21 has brought some fun for my friends as well… 🙂
Love you friends… !!