"আলোর জাহাজ ফিরব ঘর আজ, বল না কতদূর?"

I hope you put down these mountains you keep carrying inside your backpack and rest your weary bones at times. I know this world is relentless in its demands. Ruthless to the core, cruel and unforgiving. But you need not be so to yourself. Hear her out, sit with her, let the grief flow. Hug her close and then let her go. Your heart gets heavy I know, at the thought of parting ways with her 'cause she is all you've known for the entirety of your life but trust in time and know that there's more to life than this hurt you keep towing around in that heavy backpack of yours. With time, the past heaviness becomes nothing but phantom pain. Ghosts that keep haunting if you keep them locked up. Free them. Let them go. Forgive and move on. Your feelings are just and valid but don't give them the power to uproot your bearings. I know words hurt but to err is human and to hold on to grudges is more painful. If you haul all the hurt with you, how do you breathe in the new dawn? How do you run free and embrace the morn? Smile, for tomorrow is another day, of possibilities and growth, of new chances and hope. Accept the inevitable and remember disappointment stems only from expectations. And we expect because we believe in the best. Always. 

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