My Family

Meet Them...

I was brought up in a middle class Muslim family.

We were a great family consisting of 5 brothers and sisters. We all had bright prospects in life. Family binding was (is) the only driving force, which was taking all of us towards a bright and definite future.

Suddenly, this storm came and devastated everything... It took quite a while for my family to digest this shock... But, then all of us know... life goes on... Man has to live...

My brother and sisters are well established in their own fields. We all try to remain happy, but at times suddenly it strikes in my mind that, somewhere some srtring is broken.... and we cannot do anything about it.... Man is soooo helpless sometimes !!!

Dhaka, 1979 - We were growing up nicely.....

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