As I started walking down the pathway of Dhanmondi Lake, I was no longer an isolated being, I could see, I could hear, I could touch and smell with a sensation of living every second of a phenomenon, a poetry that enveloped me. The trees with its fresh rustling leaves and the birds chirping on its edge, and the wet grass that I pressed beneath my feet all seemed to speak in unison to the ripples of the lake.
Posted on: Sat, 26 Jul 2014 18:02:54 +0000