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My Family...Its Cool, Its Freash

	      
My family? Oh man... this is one the sweetest one that I have got in my short life. Actually it is hard to observe the gravity of a thing if that thing is all the time with you to support. I m now long away form my family so it is the thing that I am missing most. In my family I have my parents and my sister. She is elder than me but one thing is very clear that she should be younger than me. Of course she is married by this time but her maturity level is very funny. Very filmy how she react all,what she say,her personal impression about something. I think in Bangladesh she was the thing who guides me the most at the time of my stake. I miss her some of the times. About my father...Umm what to say about him?I don't know but yes he is deadly right some of the time but sometimes isn't . He can claim that I am the man of themillennium regarding his service to his parent and family. He is too simple,realistic;maintain regularity in his daily life is amazing which is a dream for me considering my daily life. Huh you should not ask me about this ok?This is like horrible... The description of my mom is at the down of this as because of its bigness. My mom may be the most worried person in this universe now days as I am not in front of her eyes now and then. She loves me more than her life this is for sure. Actually this happens because of the social structure of the region in the South East Asia.The real fact is she fells more than anyone about me. I don't know if she is ok or not but I feel I am now on a track for building my life. So she should consider my absence anyway. My mom is a school teacher in the girl's school and the funny thing is she is the most beloved teacher to the students. My observation regarding this topic is, may be she is pretty flexible for giving them some punishment if they don't do their homework well. Actually I missed her a lot for the first few days after coming here. It seems quite amazing to me that I have passed consecutive one month (=30) days after leaving her. It I continue in this subject this will not get an end.
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