This post is not about freelancing but is very personal in nature. My dad passed away when I was 11 and half. A few days ago, I was thinking about what I have learnt from my father during these 11 years. The list will be huge, but I wanted to list only the top few things which I am still proud of.
We bought our first computer in 1995 or 1996. Back then we used a DOS OS machine. I am proud to say that, in the campus, we were one of the first few to have a personal computer. I learnt the A-B-Cs of the computer from my father and instantly got hooked on it.
I still remember the excruciating evenings when my father made me memorize Suras from the Holy Quran. It was very painful at that moment. But I am thankful that he made me do that.
Fuchka is a very popular Bangladeshi Snack. I think in 1996-1997, we went to the International Trade Fare in Dhaka. On our way back father took me and my mother to a roadside fuchka shop. It was the first time I had fuchka. It was spicy, it was watery and it was big. I instantly fell in love with fuchka.
I was very sick with fever. My father took me to the local hospital and aftercheck-up, we made a stop at “transport” (back then it was known as shupari-tola). I tasted my first freshly squeezed sugarcane juice. I still have it whenever I can.
My father taught me how to ride a by cycle, I think, when I was 6-7 years old. It is such a liberating skill to master! Thank you for that.
Anyway, today is the 12th anniversary of his death and this blog post is a small tribute to his memory. May Allah keep him well.