Impossible is Nothing

I am a graduate student today but I think I could not have survived this much if someone special in my life would not have sacrificed the most favorite thing of his life. The special person I am going to talk about is my father. Let me come from the first scene I remember. In my very mere age my father used to work as a night guard in the embassy of Islamic Republic of Iran which is situated in Dhaka. For which he always was the latest person to return in our locality. During this profession he went through great joyful and comfortable life.

“Time and Tide wait for none” but “Life is more valuable then time”.

Janu was a pickup van driver living in the Old Dhaka regions. He had a kid who was only four or five years old and lost her mother in a very mere age. Then the driver got remarried with her second wife Shahinoor. By a one year she also got pregnant. Oh! I forgot to tell you that he was an inhabitant of Faridpur (one of the sixty four districts and is supervised under Dhaka division in Bangladesh).