This is a story of a few evenings, coffee, girlfriends, Dhaka city at night, and a cool breeze. But more than that, it’s a story of those few moments where I stole my freedom from the world. We have established a ritual in our friend groups. We go for a coffee after every hangout. Coffees …
A few days ago, a video said if you are scared of or anxious about anything, you should make dua about that. So I made a dua for all of my pain and fears and surrendered them to Allah. You see, our creator knows everything. So it’s easy to have a conversation with him. Yesterday …
Two weeks before, I met my bestie for my monthly hangout. We met, had lunch, did a mandatory coffee ritual and had a long conversation about everything. Friendship is a different kind of relationship. You get to choose them yet it feels like destiny. You need to work on them yet it feels like effortless. …
Story of food, long conversation and coffee with special appearance of books. Read More »
It was another hangout, another mandatory coffee ritual, just an ordinary evening; at the heart of my life, Baily road. I was with my girls having coffee after a heavy lunch. The place was however alive and the night was still young. We sat in a small, cosy coffee shop which is famous for its …
Friends and friendship are my favorite words. I don’t show and I don’t know how, but I do love my friends a lot. Growing up, and still now, I have many fairytale plans including my friends. I thought once I was grown up and started work; I could do anything. Little did I know that …
It’s 2 am. I am reading one of my writing pieces called “My Dream Life.”Reading that piece makes me emotional. I am already jealous of that content, satisfied Priya living her best life in her thirties with family, friends, and writing. She has no regrets, maybe she won’t have any regrets if she dies because …