The Diary of Dhaka's Day-Dreamer

Sometimes I wonder I'll never understand the people around me. I'm not writing regularly because I couldn't find any reason why, people would want to know about only my personal views about everything about me. But somehow I figured out that if I never tell anyone about the overwhelming thoughts running inside my mind, I'll die. And I don't feel shame to admit that I am a coward. I am really scared to die. But there are some things which just cann't be told to anybody. Then my pen helps me. I talk with it. I never got any single thing in my life with pure luck. Not even friends. I had to earn everything. Somehow, I can't figure it out, but my first impression on any person is very bad. So, people are not much interested to make friends with me. That's why I have to earn their friendship. And that's why I am always scared to loose them. And that's why may be I'm always trying to pull them too hard towards me. And that's why sometimes, this...

There are some moments in life, when very simple things get a completely new look. Have you ever wondered why this happen? Again, in very few moments, people are lucky enough to catch the moment for ever. I think this is one of those preserved moment, when just a simple road lamp changed the whole meaning of the people below.

There are some people, some peculiar people, who likes me. I don't know if it's good-luck or bad-luck. Maybe it's peculiar luck. There are some guys who thinks, they need a little extra attention, which nobody is giving. Sometimes, I'm really confused with these guys. Are they suffering from inferiority-complex or superiority-complex. Most of the time I'm satisfied with the fact that, they are better (at least, they think) than other. And they want to be popular among others. These types of people are always trying to get attention from others. You might come across some of these types. (They are not very rare specimen in a world swarming or rather overflowing with people.) You could meet them virtually in any place. They are the type who are always trying to be little louder without any apparent reason, might have some flashy outfit or flashy outlook. In whatever form you see them, you'll find all off them are doing the same thing. They are shouting...