Size of smile matters

Seen by many,known by few.

Reminiscing College Days.


              A remote side of  India -Bangladesh border . Can't recall the name.

Back then,there will be humans every where.They aren't related to me in anyway but despite all the hurdles,some sort of internal self peace was there.
Here,less sound,less polution,less hustle,more people related to me are there but I don't feel as good of myself as before.
Quality over quantity?
Maybe no.Sometimes both doesn't serve anything, be it small number nor high quality.It's how people around you alter your perception of yourself;how good you're.
That is why my body is here but my soul are there.
And before I completely forget everything and everyone or lost these pictures forever,let me make them immortal .This will be priceless a day.



Whenever I felt like I won't be seeing them anymore or it's gona be  an end point,I used to create a post like this.Trust  me, usually from this point onwards , I don't really meet them again .Might be in touch with few,but the place that I wished to go, it's definitely gona be a lonely place.It's  my gut feelings that this is the end of the chapter. Their presence and their character is over.


                       Near by slum.

School in that slum.

Dui Num Gate ,Ali Restaurant.

Mittai shop


When I'm dieting back in Bangladesh.

Now this flyover is complete and in use.

Outside of Ortho ward.





Things that my ex gave me.


Sharma.

Elan.




Our buah(maid).
Name,if not mistaken,Jilabi.




Discussion when Sharma wanted to direct a short film.




Navin.



Nagaraj Iyer




Siva

Sanmar Vellone 5D


Our counter-strike team

From left standing,Kohmala,Navin,me,Kamlesh,Gugan.


From left,Diyan,Navin,me ,Roshini.






On Christmas,at Handi.

During winter.


From left,Bhagadeep,Elan,Nagaraj,Diyan and Tarsha.

Kalai and Imdad.


Me and Raj.


The right two are the friends that I haven't mentioned.Top right,Roshan,then Collins.






Cox's Bazaar.


From left,Divya,Suganya,Thayalan and Soundary.










Our hospital.

Chittagong Medical College and Hospital.

CMC's pharmacy.

Surgery OT








Don't know what place is this.

CMC's Rooftop









This was in 2015.The building should be complete by now.





CMC during winter.

☺️




Medicine ward.

Obs ward.








Shaun

Dinesh






















Durga Pooja I guess.


Or is this Saraswaty?

Only God knows.






Jal moori shop.

Shuloshor Train Station.




College.


























When I was fat af.


My companion.















One of my experiment.


Sunny Chittagong.


Rainy Chittagong.To be precise,Nasirabad Housing Society,Road Number 2.





Item card.

Ortho OT.



Me in action.

430AM Ortho OT




Ward schedule.

My instrument.

Assisting below knee diabetic amputation.

Surgery class of 52nd D batch.



Me assisting in casualty OT.

Some pictures will remain unseen because they are way too disturbing for general readers.









My first delivery.

Assisting my  first C- Sec.

My first day assisting an amputation in surgery OT.

Rfst at Kaptai.Best days at Mirshuarai.





7 comments:

  1. This post left me with regret why i never collect my college days photos

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  2. Thinking about future today and collecting memories for it is very thoughtful Lakdhes . Bangladesh looks beautiful through your lenses love it

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  3. Love from Japan!

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  4. Love this post Lakdhesz!

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