One day one of my friend Kousik asked me that what is the most valuable thing you lost in your life, Without any hesitation i was answered his question, My childhood, also added that this is the true for each and every person. He started to look at me surprisingly and asked me are sure childhood is the most valuable thing for each and everyone!!!.. I felt very shame because i was able to understand what he want to say. The time was winter and it was very clear to me.
Kousik once again asked me friend what is your most favorite season, i was feeling very shame to answer of this question, Kousik Started to laugh and started to tell that i know friend winter is your most favorite season. Because you are belongs from a beautiful village of Bangladesh. Where winter become most beautiful and most enjoyable, that's not your fault my dear. Kousik also added that, i know friend the beautiful memories of winter always knocked in your mind when the winter start. You really missed those days?.. I replied yes.
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I saw tears slowly rising in the corner of Kaushik's eyes, the tone of his voice become rough, in his face I could see the impression of fear, His behavior suddenly shocked me because catching my two hands he started to crying and loudly started to say that " I just Hate the Winter, I just Hate the Winter"!!!!
After a while when he become normal he started to tell me that my dear friend, I lost my father when i was only Eight years old. Taking me my mother comes in Dhaka and we used to live in Slum near Tongi Railway Station. My mother was illiterate so she was unable to get better job. She started to work as a daily labour. Every morning at 6 am she went for searching work. Sometime she was able to get work sometimes she was failed to get any work. We are two brother and one sister. My mother was only earning Member. I was second my sister was big. It was very difficult for my mother to provide us with our daily meals, So my sister also started to collecting Dump from street and sell them. Sometimes i also used to go with my sister.
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Three years have been passed in this way, we are unable to improve our situation, gradually my mother become sick. Most of the time she remain very sick and unable to go for work. My sister and i go for collecting dump, by selling dump we bought food for us. The time was really very difficult for us.
Dear friend do you know why i hate winter most, because in winter hungry was not our main enemy Cold was our main enemy. In the middle of November the day was so cold, in the evening my mother was returned home form her work, she was looking very sick, she don't take her dinner, without taking dinner she went for sleep. In mid night she told me that my son i'm feeling so cold can you share your blanket with me, my sister and me went to my mother bed to sharing our blanket. After sharing our blanket still my mother vibrating for beating cold. Because she was suffering from fever. Myself and my sister try a lot to make her warm but continuously she was vibrating.
We just praying to our creator to safe our mother life, and badly waiting for Sun Shine.
When it was around 5 am, my Mother just asked me my Son When the Sun will Shine, I was unable to answer of her question because it was Winter.... My mother was unable to see the sun Shine of winter and unable to feel the heat of Sun..Because she left her last breath before the sun Rose...