My secret diary

A journey from my secret diary to public diary

Days!(Pt2)

4.31 am , 1/11/2025

There’s a lot to write, but sometimes I can’t write anything , don’t know why!These মাঝরাত moments make me feel like writing something.
Just watched an underrated movie named “8 A.M. in Metro.” This movie is something else.I don’t want to write anything about it because it’s really something else.

Sometimes a good movie can change your bad day to a good day . This day was like that.

A book lover can relate, a writer can relate, a human being can relate.It gives you a new way of seeing life  for a moment, it makes you feel like you’re living in another world.
Sometimes, it’s okay to create your own story with a stranger , a story that makes you happy to think about, to feel, to live in.
Life is a cycle, and we’re pedaling too fast. A stranger can come into it; you might crash, change direction, and that stranger might disappear too.

Kabhi kabhi do log raat mein guzarne wale jahazon ki tarah hote hain,
jo sanjog se ek do baar milte hain,
aur phir… zindagi mein kabhi nahi milte.’
Everything you need in this cycle is ‘साथ, সঙ্গ, companionship.’

‘kya zyada zaroori hain? Safar ya Manzil?’

‘Saath’

And that can make everything glitter …the anxieties, the uncertainties, the untold stories,the love you crave, the emptiness, the sleepless nights, the traumas,the things that make you shiver, those inaccessible mountains…
A little companionship can make all of it feel stable, beautiful, comfortable, fulfilled, and loved.

Love your people , the ones who mean home to you.
Because you never know when this cycle of life will stop.
Stop making excuses; embrace them, live life with them while they’re still here.
You never know when you’ll start missing them.

3/11/2025

It’s 5:01 a.m. another sleepless night. I’ve gotten so used to it by now.Suddenly, it’s starting to feel cold, lonely, unloved, unwanted, unseen.

I’m listening to Kaavish’s song “Dekho.”

There are billions of people on this earth, yet  I have no one to talk to. Strange, isn’t it? এত লোকজন আমার জীবনে , এত হইহুল্লোড় এত আনন্দ সারাদিন , ঘুরছি সিনেমা দেখছি খাচ্ছি নাচ্চ্ছি কিন্তু দিনের শেষে? We all need a  ‘someone’  right?
Mostly I feel there’s no point in getting attached to anyone. But on nights like these, I actually crave someone to talk to, a conversation, a deep conversation, something real. That’s what I truly need. The whole point.
I’m not into these love or relationships kind a things but it hits me sometimes , reminding me that human beings can’t live without attachment or love. We’re social creatures, after all.

15/11/2025

It’s 1:26 a.m., I just started writing this…
Didn’t have dinner yet!
Again started my day at 4 p.m. (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)
Brushed my teeth and had lunch.
Started reading the novel ‘Who Moved My Cheese?’
I’ve read only one-third of it; I’m trying to finish the rest today!
Made coffee for the three of us!
It’s a privilege to have the opportunity to make more than one cup of coffee (for people).
Some people don’t get that, I guess!

In this book there are four characters;two mice and two little people.
So, I think I’ve understood the idea of this book. The author wants to say that you shouldn’t cling to the things you’ve lost. Don’t keep crying, yelling, or asking “Why me?” Get up, be courageous, and start again. Maybe you’ll get something more or something better than what you lost. Who knows?
And also, be ready for any situation. The world doesn’t give you everything the way you fantasize it.

It’s the peak time for me to read this novel. I have to finish it.

It’s Children’s Day and no one wished me… guess I’m officially a woman now, not a child anymore…

Bye! I have to eat now.

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BE HAPPY

STAY SAFE

THANKS A LOT FOR VISITING.

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