I am Farzana from Bangladesh. |
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Woke up to the sound of the alarm at dawn. After performing obligatory prayers, I slept again. Woke up to the ringtone of my aunt's call. My aunt asked me to drop my elder son Omar Farooq at her house. They will go on a picnic and want to take Omar Faroo along. I agreed.
My son Omar Farooq lives in a Hafezia madrasa. I have class today. My nuns house is where I take classes. So I went to the madrasa to pick up my son. I brought Umar Farooq to my computer training center at Dutta Bari. My nonad will be a little late so I took Omar Farooq to my training center on the 6th floor.
To go to the 6th floor, you have to take the elevator. My son will take the elevator for the first time today. He was very happy. We went up in the elevator. He is very happy to see the training center. I have never seen so many computers together. Never seen such a big LAD. Sitting next to the window of the 6th floor and seeing the buildings below, he talked a lot.
In no time, my nonad means Omar Farooq's uncle called to come down. So I and Omar Farooq stood to go down. Omar Farooq himself pressed the call button of the elevator. When going down in the elevator, the electricity suddenly went out. The elevator stopped. I was scared but my son was not.
I left my son with his uncle and came to mit park. After my class, I returned home to freshen up and eat. My little son came swimming from the pool. My 5 year old son has learned to cut satar.
Later in the evening I was thinking to turn on the computer for a bit when my brother said that he would do some work on the computer. So I gave him the computer. I prayed and ate and went to sleep at 10 pm.My son was very serious that he will watch TV for some more time. I did not agree. Forcefully brought him to bed.
Today a person from our Bogra city died due to dengue fever. So I thought from today I will not sleep without hanging a mosquito net. I hung the mosquito net. Then I fixed the bed and put my son to sleep.
Then I started writing my diary. While writing a diary, many stories have to be left out because not everything can be said. From what can be said, I try to write a diary. I don't know how much my story will be liked. Then I tried to write neatly.
Thanks for reading my diary. Everyone will be fine. Allah Hafiz like today.
Device Name | Vivo v9 |
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Photography | @farzana01 |
Camera | 2x |
Image Type | Life Style |
Editing | me |