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Whenever I come across a mistake, someone comes up to me and says, are you not afraid of death? Then my inner soul started screaming and saying I never fear death. I was not afraid when the rough current of that angry river swept my life. I was not afraid when my life was trying to escape from me again and again. The enemies of nature would give me two chances. Choose between red and blue pills. I was not given any option as an alternative to that. 

It felt like a millennium-old war to me. Where a balance was being struck between good and evil, that doesn't mean I'm not afraid of anything. I am immune to all fears. Honestly, I get more fear than others. I fear almost everything that a normal human being should be afraid of. I don't like blood, killing, war, violence, snakes, and even colorful caterpillars. All the fears sometimes blow cold air into my inner spine.

Even my whole body is sweating out of fear. Even then, I would say I am not afraid of death. Sometimes it seems like all of this may have been made up in the history of a stupid lunatic. You may think so too. You might even think of me, what I'm writing about, what I'm talking about, I may not understand anything. But it's happening to me. 

Well, can I ask you a question, what are you most afraid of in your life? No, you don't have to answer this question right now. You will think about it and then ask yourself. This process is taught to us from childhood. When I didn't want to sleep, I was scared of ghosts. When I didn't want to eat, I was scared not to grow up. Our brain is entirely rational and concludes with a lot of things. But even after that, I grew up fearing my mother's words. Our brain usually refers to fear with an object, dead or alive and binds it to us. 

The second episode started with something abstract in me. I had an idea that was full of superhumanity or insignificance. We were living in a superstition. A daily rule that was slowly becoming irrational with technology. Which is working theological fundamentalism among the ordinary people, which was becoming harmful. At one point, I found the universal correct answer to fear: change. A recurring condition can affect a person's life journey through change for better or worse. This may seem like a challenging fact to you. 

My precious memories were drowned a few more meters deep in the muddy rainwater of the Karnafuli River. Repeatedly some words keep coming up with the current. Often reminds me that I will continue like this? Will I survive in that world of superstition, and will my legacy end that way? Will the word fear sink into the tide with us? Will not come back with any new possibilities. I feel like I'm on top of it. I let fate take me wherever it wants me to go. 

After a while, the tide swept me ashore again. It gives me some more experience and the power to realize omniscience. Sometimes it is better to leave everything to fate because our destiny knows everything in advance.