ONCE UPON A TIME A LITTLE BOY CALLED GOPAL USED TO STAY HERE, HE WAS BORNED HERE GREW UP JOINED B.TECH, MOVED TO A NEW PLACE ,HIS OWN HOUSE TO STAY.IT WAS A GREAT PAIN TO LIVE THIS PLACE, ALL THE OLD MEMORIES, HIS OLD FRIENDS, SUBHOJIT,MONIDA, BANTIDA ,BUTIDA,SOHINIDI,SIPRADI,TUBLUDA,AJAY MAY HAVE PARTED BUT THE MEMORY IS STILL FRESH.THE SMELL OF DEYS' MEDICAL POLYBION,THE SWEET SOUND OF ITS SIREN AT 6.00PM CAN STILL BE HEARD TO HIM.
THE BOY TOLD ME THAT HE TRIES TO GET ALL THESE THINGS TOGETHER BUT THE SCENARIO HAS CHANGED THE PEOPLE HAVE CHANGED ELDERS HAVE BECOME A BIT MORE OLDER YOUNGS MATURED AND GIRLS IN THEIR HOUSEHOLD.THE MEMORY HAS DRAMATICALLY WILL NOT CHANGE AND WILL NOT GET OLDER.
THE BOY HAS ALSO GREW UP BUT THE SHIFTING OF HIS HABITAT HAS CERTAINLY TAUGHT HIM ONE OR TWO OTHER THINGS.