I have been waiting for this day for a long time. Floating little paper boats of dreams. Being in Dhaka in winter means you don’t get much water. Our only option was Dhanmondi Lake (because we both live close to it) and so we decided to pile up all our enthusiasm on a sunny November morning to float boats. We sat there for 30 minutes, making the coloured things and in the course of time, attracted a lot of attention. It’s not every morning one sees a doctor in a white apron and a little green chic, folding papers at the lake side and laughing like maniacs. It was wonderful!
Soon, the boats were ready to set sailing. We also got a couple of picchis (who were taking their morning bath) and they were over excited to help us out. Due to their over excitement, we lost two of our soldiers from the fleet, but the rest set sailing. We soon realized that floating boats wasn’t as easy as it looked on TV. They sunk, we lost some to the floating chips packets and finally got the white-thing (I forgot what those are called) to use as a buoy. We placed them on the buoy and our picchi comrades took the initiative of swimming mid lake to float them.
And there they were, our paper boats of dreams, floating in the middle of the lake.
I am glad I have Zabir by my side. I don’t think anyone else would be thrilled enough to join me on my strange journeys of life; to fulfill the strangest fantasies! Thank you for being exactly who you are! =)
Now, that’s one thing off my list of ‘101 Things I Do Before I Die’.