How cute I was in 2003 😉Early Days
Every good story starts with rejection. Mine is no different. Growing up in a small village in Bangladesh to a highly education-centered family, I felt like I had little to no freedom to explore who I was. My life seemed predetermined and reasonable. My parents were training me to be an army man and I had accepted my fate without objection. I did coaching for Cadet School & got rejected when I was in class seven.
It is in 2009 after I had completed my HSC with flying colors that I was finally ready to take
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