Subas, my nephew and a childhood friend, passed away two weeks ago. He was 30 years old and a seemingly healthy person. I have a lot of memories with him. Here are a few of them:
Sometime in 2008.Cox’s Bazaar beach- September 2016A seemingly healthy person having fun on the beach- September 2016Here seen with the water- September 2016These three had so much fun with the water- September 2016I had no idea what they were laughing about- September 2016Jumping polo- September 2016Cox’s Bazaar beach- September 2016Himchari National Park, Cox’s Bazaar- September 2016Himchari National Park, Cox’s Bazaar- September 2016Brahmaputra river, Jamalpur-September 2016Meat chopper-in-chief, Jamalpur- Eid-ul-adha 2016Over Brahmaputra bridge, Jamalpur- September 2016Prior to our return flight, Dhaka airport- September 2016One of the last photos with him- September 2016
You’ll be living in our memories. You’d always helped people, a quality rare in most of us. Now you’re indistinguishable from rest of the nature which can’t utter words like us but that doesn’t make you dead. You’re just participating in making other lives possible. Nothing dies, neither did you. Live your peaceful eternal life!
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