How are you all? I hope you are all well. Alhamdulillah I am also well. I have come back to share a new post with you. Actually, I could not post for the last two days due to being very busy. I will share with you the moment I came home from Dhaka on the 21st. *** I left home for Dhaka on the 30th of June. Because my job was to join on the 1st of July. Due to my job, I could not come home even if I wanted to. I could not take leave for my new job. Thus, August came after a month. In the meantime, my friend Iqra called me and said that her wedding is on the 22nd of August, of course I have to come to her wedding. We studied together from school. Then we also spent college together. And it has been a long time since I have been going home, how was I feeling, so I thought that even if it was for the purpose of going to the wedding, I would go home and meet my parents. But the problem is that since I work, I cannot go much earlier even if I wanted to. The day before the wedding, that is, Thursday, was supposed to go, but I couldn't go because I had work that day. I tried to attend the wedding on Friday. *** That's why I don't have a day off from the office. Since I have work on Friday, and the wedding was on Friday, I took a day off from the office on Friday. After finishing work on Thursday, I came home around 6 pm. I had already told my cousin to book a bus ticket. He booked a ticket for me in the morning. I booked a ticket for the 11 pm bus. I came from the office and took my student to school before evening. Then I offered Isha prayers and finished eating. After 10 pm, I went to the Fulbaria bus stand with my cousin. My brother was coming to drop me off on the bus. After working all day, I would have to travel all night. On top of that, it started raining heavily outside. I took an auto from home to the bus counter. When I got there, I bought my bus ticket. The ticket cost 500 taka (about 30 steams). I took the ticket and started waiting for the bus. ***    The bus was a little late due to the rain. My seat was given to me at the front, my brother was buying tickets, which made me take the front, although I don't like sitting at the front, which is a bit inconvenient. Since the ticket was bought, and I had to go, there was nothing I could do. The bus arrived at 11:10. I got on the bus. Then the journey home began. I am going home after about 52 days. The problem is that I don't want to sleep in the bus, that's why I was talking on the phone. After traveling a long distance, I was getting sleepy, I tried to sleep a little, but the sound of the bus horn prevented me from doing so. I was awake again and talking on the phone. However, I fell asleep while traveling by train. One advantage of traveling at night is that there is less traffic on the road, the cars are moving faster. It takes less time to reach the destination. ***  We reached Daulatdia ferry terminal around 2 am. Then the bus got on the ferry. Since there was a bit of a jam at the ferry terminal, we had to stand for quite some time. After the ferry bus got off, I got off the bus. Then I walked around a bit on the ferry. I bought some food for my wife. When I didn't take anything with me on the way home, he got angry. It took about 30 minutes to cross the ferry. At night, nothing around the river could be seen. Only the light of the ferry lights could be seen, and the white light of the distant lights. After crossing the river, I felt good, I felt like I was coming to my hometown. Actually, to be honest, the moment of going home gives a different kind of feeling. ***   I reached Kumarkhali at 4 pm. Since going at night is a bit of a problem, I called my father in advance and asked him to take the van to Kumarkhali bus stand. Father was waiting for me. After that, I got off and went home with my father in the van. I didn't sleep well all night, so I washed my hands and face, changed my clothes and went to sleep. I have to get up again in the morning and go to the wedding house. *** My post today ends here. Everyone stay safe and healthy. I will see you again with a new post.