Stroboscope

5.30 AM. The bloody alarm. Get up. Quantum Mechanics assignment. Bleary-eyed. Tea. Music. Toothpaste. Sunlight. Ferris wheel at Deshopriyo Park, pujo. Breakfast. Cycle. College. Whiteboard, blackboard, greenboard, projector screen. Marker, chalk, laser pointer. Class test. No toilet paper in the toilet. A friendly toffee under the stairs of an unknown building, rain outside. Drill, resistor, …

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