Busy Dhaka


A good life is always at ‘Home’
The life I had growing up.
Not that everything was pitch perfect but it was Home.
The comfy place of all.
Nothing was extravagant;
everyday faces, some good friends and a place you belonged.
A chaotic city that people mostly complain about,
Still reminds you of the best days you had.
‘Home’ might not be the exact one you wanted but eventually you’ll miss it.

Dec 31st, 2020

© AlvnaKarim