Are We So SPECIAL?
(Are we, the humans, so special that our souls would live forever, and, we have the right to be reckless to nature?)
Why this Happened
Oh! The alluvial land of Bangladesh, where I was born, my parents were born, and their ancestors were born too. This is our homeland, and I love this place so much. Here I am living thousands of miles away from my motherland but, my mind always wonders around every nook and corner I have ever loitered on that land. My sweet memories play back in my dreams every night. When I gaze at the map of this land, I see faces of my departed parents plastered on it for eternity. All these memories follow me and haunt me down no matter where I go or what I do. Yet, recently, I am slowly losing my faith and affection for this land. Why is this happening to me? This was not supposed to happen. Who do I blame for this?