When the world stopped cracking open, I couldn’t see at first because of the blood running down my face. After blinking the blood from my eyes, I tried to take in the sight of my apartment turned into a demolition site. Nearly all of them were strangers, yet they treated me like a friend. As I neared the hospital, elderly patients sat dazed in wheelchairs in the streets, still hooked to their IV bags. “Thank you,” I said in reply, “truly thank you,” and I didn’t mean just for the good wishes.

Source: bd News24 August 05, 2020 03:56 UTC