Came here at 9:00. Going through the process. Feeling so unprotected. Not able to write anything. The hands are continuously trimbling. Feeling no strength in any part of body.
Not able to eat anything. Feeling vomiting all the time.
Saw few known faces. But not have courage to face them, what if they ask something? Feeling like every other person is watching me. Talking about me, and pointing and saying, see this is that guy...
Shivering inside. Feeling so cold. Not able feel the warmth of life, and will not be able to feel that again...
Ei sohor ta chere palate parle hoyto bachbo...
How are you? Who is your health? Fever subsided? Taken you food?
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