Habiganj Comments

I am minority bird  I have not any nest and forest . I can sing but have not any listener. I am minority  I have not any country... Not any right to say something for freedom, there are lot of graveyard  waiting for my death... if I want to dance  they show me lots of rules. If I want to cry They tell that this place not for cry, minority is my curse ,  painfull identity in the world.... olive oil without olive... A tree without leaf.

its my village and my village is my heaven, very beautiful.