Nightview and a girl's thoughts

◾ Afnan

• I stand in the middle of the street Arjuntala and look up to the night sky, in order to see the moon. Because, YOLO! A man at first stared at me like," what is this weirdo doing." So I passed a bit away from him, then looked again. The moon was in half. But despite that, the sky had such a blueish vibrancy that I didn't think I should have this moon in there. I realised the moon is becoming shiner day by day. The star that was near the moon was also beautiful. However, stopping just to see the moon is something I have done for the first time in my life. And I am beginning to think that the thought I felt while looking at the moon, is the representation of myself. Every literature is autobiographical. As a result, every perspective and point of view, in my opinion, is autobiographical, a representation of oneself.

While I was looking at the moon, I forgot everything, i even forgot that there's a kid staring at me right then, the view was so entrancing. It is almost like that moon hypnotised me , by bestowing its shining magical light upon me.

While going home that night by cng, I just noticed that at night, the roads look stunning, solitary and perpetual. Then I came to the realisation that I have been missing these gorgeous views of night just because as girls always have to worry about safety first at night. It is frightening going home at night, because there are no girls on the road, and I mean it. I always count to see how many females there are, but it is surprising every time that at night there are no girls roaming around the city. I wish my city was more safe for girls to freely roam around at night. Even the lighting is not inadequate, as a result, it feels like a horror movie while going around at night. I keep praying to god to keep me safe just in case, also from dogs, as they are here and there. This is just the picture of night from the point of view of a girl that lives in Sylhet, one of the undeveloped cities of Bangladesh.