Part~3

.Chapter- One.

Present time, 2022 it is.

The waiting resulted nicely, one more evening went well with old buddies at the tea shop.
It is a regular activities of our retired life nowadays.
The time we spent together on bench at the shop is like a oxygen to our old bones.
We mostly talk about how the life started and it went so fast that we couldn't even realized about it and so on...
I feel now the days towards me are very limited although I have nothing left to do with my life I'm quite satisfied with it.

But back then when I was younger I had many dreams to fulfill and I was in a such rush. Likewise back then I got few more encounter with Garv after the Book Fair where I acknowledged him first time.
Garv needed a project to be done for his school work so he came to visit me one-day as we were neighbour also.
Garv addresses me with "Dada" ("Elder Brother" in Bengali ). I had no younger brother of my own so I like to hear that from him. So we both worked on his project together although he doesn't needed much help except some points.

One day after that he brought me a thanku gift a beautiful Diary build with handmade paper as he saw my hobby of writing on my desk. Day after day we became quite fond of each other even he doesn't hesitates anymore to visit me whenever he feel so..

My room which was our hangout spot has a wide window with a charming view in front of it, all you can see greenery bordered around a tiny pond in daylight and hear the chirping of grigs when sun goes down.


^^upnext part - 4.
to be continued.......
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