To erase of memories...

Sylhet, In 2023

For me, this trip wasn’t just about travel. I had been carrying pain inside me for a long time—memories, worries, feelings I couldn’t let go of. I needed a break. Sylhet was that break. I wanted to step away from everything, to meet new people, to experience a new culture, and to remind myself that life still had so much to offer.

Before the Sylhet tour, I was in a difficult place in life. I had been carrying a kind of pain that didn’t go away easily. It was a mix of things—disappointments, people I had lost touch with, broken trust, and the weight of expectations I couldn’t always meet. Those memories stayed with me, quietly pulling me down even when I tried to move forward. I felt stuck. Every day seemed the same, and even though I smiled and kept going, inside I was tired. I wanted to let go of that heaviness, but it’s not easy when the same routines and the same places keep reminding you of what you’re trying to forget.

That was my first visit to Sylhet, and I can still remember how it felt the moment I arrived. The city looked so fresh and alive, surrounded by green hills, tea gardens stretching as far as the eye could see, and rivers that seemed to flow endlessly. There was something peaceful in the air, something that immediately made me feel lighter.

I was with four of my closest friends, and being with them made it even better. We laughed, we explored, we shared stories late into the night. We visited tea estates, sat by the riversides, and watched the sun fade behind the hills. Each place we went had its own charm—whether it was the busy city streets or the quiet corners of nature.

One of my favorite parts of the trip was simply meeting people along the way. Sylhetis are warm and welcoming, and even small conversations made me feel connected. Tasting the local food, learning little things about their traditions, and just soaking in the rhythm of the city gave me a new kind of energy.

That tour gave me more than memories. It gave me peace. It gave me the courage to let go of some of the pain I was holding onto. Looking back, I realize it wasn’t just a tour—it was a healing journey, one I deeply needed at that point in my life. In Sylhet, surrounded by green hills, rivers, and strangers who welcomed us, I found what I was searching for: a way to release the pain, even if only for a while. It wasn’t about erasing the past, but about reminding myself that there is still joy, still peace, still life worth experiencing.

It truly was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and Sylhet will always hold a special place in my heart.