Life may be a gift, looking during a new way: COVID-19 teaches us that.
Md. Shabbir Hasan
Life is somewhere high somewhere low. Many many words are written by a writer about life. Let's see the sweetness of life.
The beauty of life is that there's a turning point in life; there are ups and downs. Because there's darkness, we understand how important light is. The moments of danger seem to point the finger at the importance of happiness.
Before the Corona Crisis, I spent most of my days on the Dhaka University campus. Science Complex, Kala Bhavan, TSC, Curzon Hall, Shahidullah Hall within the light and air. Spending the day immersed in thoughts, studying, falling crazy, dreaming, and spreading the taste of dreams. What percentage favorite faces — teachers, employees, seniors, classmates, juniors? I might participate in the competition. I won’t to apply for domestic and foreign conferences. I won’t to make videos at college for ten minutes.
I have been spending time within the house for the last 40 days. Occasionally I buy in need of breath. I see sunlight or rainwater through the window. Sometimes I run to the roof.
One of Nachiketa's songs is extremely dear to me, "When time stands still, the bird of despair raises its arms, the mind is lonely to seek out someone, what else to try to then ... the mind dreams." When there's a crisis or misery in life, people survive by holding on to their dreams. During this point, I'm also trying to weave the dream better. I even have made a workspace reception. I sit here and make a ten-minute school quiz. I work with video internal control. I also read it to survive Facebook for 2 days.
University closed. However, the study isn't closed. I'm studying online. Brooding about education and career. I even have also made an inventory of what to try to or buy when everything is normal again. Book reading has increased. During this point, I finished reading 6 excellent books. I give time to writing. I'm also arranging my very own writings. I would like to form something to represent the 2021 book fair. Beat all, I'm learning to seem at life in a new way. This leisure has created a chance on behalf of me to think like myself.
It feels bad for those hard-working people that do not have little or no savings. Those that need to spend half-starvation. Wishing to the Creator that everything would be normal. I dream that at some point this city will regain its vitality. We’ll have tea and hang around at TSC. Children will play in the sector. You’ll be surrounded by busyness and joy.
At the top of this crisis, we'll learn to know life better, to like nature, to understand that life may be a gift!
May Allah give us the belief of this during this coronavirus (COVId-19)
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