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Suddenly, Takrim's mother, our neighbor, came to us and asked if we could go with them to Shahjalal's shrine by bus that day. My parents immediately agreed. We got ready to go. Our journey started at mid-noon. I sat by the bus window. Our journey started on the way to Shahjalal's Dargah Sharif in Sylhet. Of course I went there a long time ago with my parents when I was a child. This time I was very sad because my father could not go for his work. By the way, I looked out the window to enjoy all the beautiful scenery of the street. I saw that Sylhet is a very beautiful city; it is the divisional headquarter indeed. It took a long time to reach Shahjalal's shrine. I finally got there. I saw a crowd of people there. And Shahjalal's Dargah Sharif was very beautiful. We all prayed the Asr prayers. While performing ablution, I saw many big fishes in the pond. People had made the pond dirty by giving fish food in the pond. There were also flocks of Jalali pigeons in the Dargah. It felt like I stayed at Shahjalal's shrine for a short time. We left for Moulvibazar a little earlier in the evening. Again that long journey. I finally reached home at eight o'clock at night. Then I sat down to write a diary. I will eat and sleep now. Goodbye.
[Translated from my diary; I wrote this travel story of my adolescence on May 22, 2009.]
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