I born in a strange and strong joint family. I spent most of my life (childhood, adolescence and youth) in a residential area of Sylhet, Bangladesh. Although I have spent the sweetest and most precious 6 years of my life in Chittagong and Dhaka. A worse student at the beginning and later got better in student life, but got the job a little earlier.

Over time, from teacher to research and from research to writing. Although I wrote to read my own writing. Because selfless individuality is the pathway of consciousness.

There may be obstacles to speaking freely. Voice can be a vague dream in one face. However, writing is the way to convey the unspoken words.