Autumn 2018

 Autumn 2018

(An open letter to a friend) 

The day I left Dhaka was full of uncertainty. I was stuck & I thought I would be stuck anywhere, this time. I could hardly think of anything. Since day one, you inspired me to make mistakes & I did make mistakes for which I'll never feel any regret. We actually didn't know when to stop. On our first day of meeting, transcendent days & nights in the cottage, stoned evening beside IBA, thrilling darkness in the baby taxi, watching two suns in the sunset lying in arms of you, shaking head listening to the music & passing a lot of time by gossiping about love, music and movies - these were shooting emotional bullets right on every single inch of my body. I had learned a lot from you & I will remember you as my solid soul of destruction. Get yourself to be known that the songs we've listened together ain't lies. I often thought, if we ever stop talking the songs will appear as we're close to each other. My mistakes, my beautiful memories which you can't take away from me and the autumn of 2018 will make me blue every time i think of that august. Even every hair fall reminds me of you, your name's first letter. And I believe, what you've mentioned in your last text are not the words you wanna say to me about myself, my music and others. These are extremely beautiful & I will live by. 

UFO 

October, 2018

P.S. - From you I've learned a procedure to reduce grief. Yeah, it works. When i shake my head playing a song in my mobile it helps to bring a nice & happy smile on my face. It really works.