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Once, in the month of Srabon, I was coming to Dhaka from Barishal by a launch. At that time the river was full to the brim. At the beginning of the journey the sky was clear and the river was calm....

A Bitter Experience

Once, in the month of Srabon, I was coming to Dhaka from Barishal by a launch. At that time the river was full to the brim. At the beginning of the journey the sky was clear and the river was calm. The launch was moving smoothly. I as well as other passengers were enjoying the journey. In the evening the launch passed Munshiganj district and entered the Padma. Then the weather was getting dark. The sky was covered with dark cloud. The wind began to blow bitterly. But our launch was moving as usual. At 1.00 o'clock at night, the launch was to cross the river Padma to touch Chandpur Launch Terminal. But the crew did not care about the rough weather. They started to cross the river.
After half an hour, when the launch was at the middle of the river, the weather took a serious turn. The wind began to blow so violently that the launch was about to overturn. It was swinging bitterly. The passengers in the launch were shouting in fear. Some were praying to Allah to overcome the danger. I also got so worried that I bade my mother good-bye forever over phone. My mother burst into teers hearing the danger I was undergoing. At last the weather became calm and we reached Chandpur station safely. I will never forget such a bitter launch journey.