Our parents visited Bangladesh from Saudi Arabia every year. They use to bring gifts for everybody. They enjoyed the Eid-Ul_Fitr in Bangladesh. I'm guessing that was the longest holiday they used to get from Saudi Government.
I didn't like this at all. I used to live in Saudi, Bangladeshi environment was totally different. In Saudi, we always drink cold water from the refrigerator. In those days, in Bangladesh, refrigerators were not available in every home. So, they use to give me drink normal room temperature water. In Bangladesh, room temperature is also high. So, I couldn't drink water. In my maternal grandparent's house, they give me water from the mud-made pots. They said this is a cold one. I didn't think so, but somehow I could manage to drink it. The only water I used to drink on those days is green coconut water.
I liked goat milk in my grandparent's house (Maternal). I use to ask them to give me "Chhagoler Dudh" (Goat milk). They all laughed at me. I don't know why. But my aunt uses to give me it, I was happy with it.
As I told you, we visited every year. Each year I found some people became bigger, some stopped talking, some new people started talking with me. I was thinking, why don't they stay the same.
I remember, in Bangladesh people uses to visit us to see me, how I talk, how I do things, whatever I do they found it interesting. I kind of enjoyed it and sometimes felt annoyed too. It's not a kind of celebrates feelings, it's like you became a joke to the people. Sometimes my relatives ask me, do you know who I am. Obviously, I don't know any of them. But they look a little familiar to me. So, I replied I can recognize your face, but I don't know who you are to me. they laughed.
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