During the last summit vacation i and some of my friends made a journey by bus from Dhaka to Chittagong. We went there to attend the marriage ceremony of my friend’s sister. On the fixed day, we reached fakirapul bus-stand and got into the bus. Fortunately i got my seat beside the window. After a few minutes, the bus began to move on. I kept looking outside through the window. The bus was passing through the green fields. Dew the farmers working in the field. Cattle were grazing here and there. The bus stopped at a few big stations. We bought boiled eggs, bananas, and magazines etc… from the hawkers. When the bus started from fein station, i saw the hills of Chittagong. On the right saw vast sheet of water of the bay of Bengal. At last the bus reached Chittagong at5p.m. My friend received us cordially. this journey was the most pleasant journey in my life. I enjoyed it so much that the memory to the journey will remain ever-fresh in my heart.