It also has been many years gone.

One Eid festival timing I was Dhaka. I went to Shyamoli area to have breakfast at one of our friends house. When, standing outside the porch I felt a strong fiery feeling that I had come here before.
Seemed like it happened long time ago it like as a blurred to me now, I was wearing a greenish sari and standing outside. Can't recall anything else. It's felt like a complete mist to me.
Digging into memory I found nothing but a complete smog.
It was an uncomfortable feeling , felt like a slight sharp drum beating inside my head.
That Eid I wear a maroon coloured shari, lots of ornaments with dark colour red lipstick. Holiday gone moving from one house to another with non-stop gossiping and endless fun.
Besides a sharp splitting pain in one side of my brain was biting constantly;
When I was standing in  Shyamoli area?
Smart phone was not that easily available those days.
After back late in the night when I was sitting front of the mirror to wipe the make-up and was thinking of checking the Emails before go to sleep. While checking I found one of your mail only with one work:

Eid Mubarak.

There was a strong lightning strike flowed inside my body. The millions of Neurons of my head become active. Fresh blood start flashes inside the millions of cells. This was the first time I was able to see everything clearly blurred with tears in my eyes.
I'm standing in a green sari, my long silky hair is flying in the air; we were laughing and blessed with full of Love.
The old Shyamoli.....
This sharp slicing pain in my head is YOU. Neither I could wipe out nor I could keep it.
Eid Mubarak.