- Dhaka, Bangladesh
- Work Member
- About In da dead of winter, a gush of wind blows away the dead leaves, just like our faces gets lost with millions of others...Walking along the passage of the time, all that remains is the memory, may be it is our memory that exists rather than our being. I had so many experiences of happiness n sorrows...i know itz hard to live only with happiness...so.i m trying my best to keep others happy as well...its not tough to choose a way to be happy,so.every day i woke up with a mission to make it happen! My friends, my family always treat me as their best supporting hand..So,its make me more obliged to them.i want to make this world a better place with all who likes to support me on my way to lead!
