It’s been three months since I have been here. I still remember a conversation between @ash2-0 and me.

➡️ᴸᵃᵘᵍʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖʳᵒᵖᵒˢⁱⁿᵍ: ᴸᵉᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵈᵃʸ ᵖᵃˢˢ, ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʰᵒʷ ᵗᵒᵘᵍʰ ⁱᵗ ⁱˢ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵒˢᵗ. ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵉᵐᵖᵗʸ—ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ. ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵗ ᵃ ˡᵒˢˢ. ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵉˡˢᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ᴵ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳ!

➡️ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵉᵈ.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤! 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕖.

𝓞𝓱! 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓶𝓷 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽. 𝓨𝓮𝓽! 𝓐𝓽 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽. 𝓘 𝓰𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓼…

I am a person who can talk until eternity. Hey, don’t worry; I won’t bore you to death. I can control this addiction and am strong enough to hold me to create a chance for the person to whom I have been a talking monster. If you are ok with my lame jokes, we can be talking buddy in the near future. Hey! Hey!! Hey!!! No pressure! Ok! No pressure!! You don’t have to laugh at my jokes, but if you don’t, I will make another lame joke on that. And the quest goes on. I just need my trophy—your smiling face. You know, just trying to cover up for the boringness I would pass on to you.

𝘚𝘦𝘦, 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵.

So, what I wanted you to tell is that I am someone who gets lost, not always, by the way. Yeah, but mostly. Yesterday I noticed this burning topic of swapping gender. I was curious about others. What they feel and want. And I wasn’t shocked at all. Most of the boys don’t want to swap, and girls want it in an instant.

𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚒𝚝.

Same me, the same story once again. What else! I got lost in another topic. If you follow my posts, you will know; that lately, my inner Picasso has awakened from death once again. Illustrating something dark was going on in my mind. Then today, something remarkable happened, and it’s pretty inspiring. So, I wanted to post about this. I also happened to craft a Title and opening for that.

I went to check on the posts in BD Community to cast my votes. Guess what! Gender Swap post pops up. So delaying wasn’t an option anymore. I halt everything because I am pretty disappointed. Do you know why? No one thinks like me. Not a single one. It explains why I am still single at the age of 26.

🅢🅞🅤🅡🅒🅔

Girls want to ride a bike, smoke cigarettes in public, or paint the wall in the streets like most boys does with the help of their male engine. Some want freedom, and some want to say goodbye to their veil. And most of the boys just sympathize with girls.

First, I want to talk about this. Freedom is an illusion. We all are caged in somewhere. For example, the perception boys and girls have for each other! It’s a fucking lie. This is an illusion. It doesn’t matter who you are. What you are. What do you want or need?

I don’t find anything exciting about this topic. I do it on a regular basis. And you also should. Hell yeah. You have to do it. That’s it. That’s all matters.

Confused? Yes, you are. Let’s bring your soul on track.

The thing is, when I am in front of my mother, before passing any judgment, I put myself in her place then I do it. For example, I have a bit of Insomnia. Sleeping at night isn’t my thing. So, during Ramadan, I used to heat the curries and cook sometimes. I also used to cook rice. I didn’t mention it because, without a rice cooker, I don’t have any clue about the water quantity and how to drain them properly.

Sometimes I put myself in the place of my little brother and help him not to study for a day or two. Sometimes I scold him by putting myself in my father’s place. By the way, my father doesn’t scold. It’s all my mother. For rhyming, I did that. Oops!

Suppose someone does something unpleasant to me. Wait. Who are you? Don’t be over-smart. Read carefully. I get angry and yield at that person. I am also a human! But within just five to ten minutes, I calm down, put myself in that person’s place, and sort out things the way they should be.

𝙎𝙤, 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙨?

🅸🅽 🅵🆄🅽 🆆🅰🆈

Once my female friend said guys don’t have any idea in how many ways we find them sexy. If they knew our time would end and it would be us to go behind them.

26 fucking years. For one day, If I became a girl, I would love to discover that hidden secret.

I am a person who always suffers in attendance. But in specific courses, I am always there on time. Missing class! No way. Why? A maam. Still, I am blushing while writing this. My female friends were like Neh! Nothing Special. She is not that beautiful the way you react. They even sent me pictures the whole day because Maam got married a few months back. They were happy; I know 😒.

If I became a girl, would I feel the same way? I am dying to know that.

But putting myself in their place always doesn’t work. Even they don’t know them properly.

This is why we need to open up and solve things together. Let’s stop complaining and try solving them together. Because the same things aren’t even always the same for the identical gender. Oh! Shit! It was supposed to be a fun way. Lost again?!

By the way, I am happy the way I am. 26 isn’t the problem. I can wait more for the time being. Right click is more important to ring the bell.