Once upon a time, our house was the tallest building in the neighbourhood. It was a five-storey building. From the roof, we could see the neon sign "Allah" at the Baitul Mokkarram masjeed from the Bashabo area. We also had a view of the city skyline of Matijhil Commercial area. On the opposite side, we could see the rural parts of Dhaka, mostly covered by green fields, water bodies, and a few shaded houses.
One day, I took Boro Khala (my aunt) and Dola Apa (cousin) to the roof with all my sisters. We took some pictures together. There was a concrete seating area on the roof. We all sat there and snapped some memorable photos.
My mother planted some trees on the roof — like guava, henna, and pathor-kuchi — along with some flowers. Everybody loved the view from the roof. It's gone now, replaced by high-rise apartment buildings.
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