How are you all? I hope you are all doing very well by the grace of God. I am also doing very well by your prayers. I am going to start today's new post by greeting and congratulating all the brothers and sisters of "Steem for Bangladesh" on my behalf. Today I am back with you to present the second episode of our journey from Meherpur to the distant city of Satkhira to take an exam. I hope this wonderful episode will give you an idea of the special part of our journey.

When we three friends were roaming around the library in Meherpur, we noticed that all the members who were going to Satkhira with us for the exam were coming out of different lanes of Meherpur and coming towards us. At that moment, they noticed that the bus was coming and stopping next to us. Many people were trying to come quickly after seeing us and the bus from a distance. We also stayed outside the library for some time. By then, Raju Bhai kept calling those who had not arrived. And in this way, we all stayed in the same place.

We boarded the bus at the appointed time. We each took our assigned seats. We three friends, that is, I, my friend Milan and Julhas, sat on the seats together. Then at the appointed time, our bus left for Chuadanga. We boarded the bus and started our journey in the name of Allah. There was a hope in everyone's mind that we would pass the Fine Arts Department exam and in the future, pass the registration exam and become a high school teacher. With such thoughts and hopes in our minds, we made this journey three years ago. However, the journey was successful. After about an hour, the bus arrived in Chuadanga. Then the bus dropped us off at the designated place on one side of the railway line in Chuadanga.

We arrived in Chuadanga town and started walking to the railway station on a specific road. It is a lane on the Chuadanga-Jhenaidah road. We started walking towards Chuadanga railway station on a side road from the high road. We all felt very happy to be on this wonderful journey. It felt like we were one. After getting out of the car, when I was walking, I was happily telling everyone that we were people from the Rohingya camp. At that moment, I recorded a video and in that video, I was saying in a jiffy, "You see, the people from the Rohingya camp have come out, etc." Anyway, that happy moment still exists in me. And like this, we walked for about 10 minutes with our necessary bags in hand.

After walking for some time, we came close to the railway station. When we arrived there, we saw the presence of many people like us. People from different walks of life had gathered around the railway station. Everyone's intention was to retire to North Bengal or some to South Bengal by train. However, we proceeded towards the ticket counter through the station gate at this moment. Then the work of buying tickets for 25 people was completed. Meanwhile, everyone took light food and bought it in their bags. That is, after the bus journey, we will now have to travel by train. After buying tickets, we decided to go to the nearby area through the flyover.

Then we climbed up the flyover with our friends and waited there for some time. Once at the north end, once at the south end, we kept our eyes on the train leaving from Rajshahi. Again, we kept our eyes on the three o'clock train leaving from Dhaka. Meanwhile, I found out that I would also be able to see the train coming from Khulna. At that moment, I just kept waiting, looking in both directions. At that moment, a sound was heard in the microphone. This made me realize that maybe it was time for the train to arrive, so it was better for us to be at the specified place without delaying any further.But at that moment, I noticed that the train coming from Khulna had arrived next to us. So we took a photo of the tender from the flyover.

Anyway, to wait for some time, we started taking pictures again and finished our light meal. Then we started taking pictures with our friends where it is written Chuadanga Jung. And in this way, in a moment, we knew that it was time for our desired train to arrive. Meanwhile, Raju Bhai handed us all a ticket. He told me to get on the right place, which number and address of the carriage had been specified.

Then we boarded the train to take our seats. I noticed that the 25 of us who had left for Satkhira had got seats in different compartments of the train. We tried to accommodate three friends in one compartment. So we changed tickets from other friends. Then we sat in the nearest seats and left for Satkhira for the second time by train from Chuadanga. And from this, we started our journey from Meherpur, after which we had to leave and take a light rest. Then the second train journey.