Have you ever had a feeling like ‘This is how I die’ or ‘This is the last time I am alive’? I can’t express how it feels, but I felt it yesterday, the 25th July (Friday), 2008, a day when I was given another chance to live. The day began as usual. I was sleeping in room 207, hotel ‘Coral Reef’, in Cox’s Bazar. I can still remember Roni bhai was sitting beside me in my bed when I woke up. He was going to chittagong. Nahid was going with him. Roni Bhai took the book ‘এbirohogatha 2’ and turned a few pages while I tried to sleep again. When they left, I woke up around 7:30 A.M and phoned Towhid to get ready for going to the beach. Towhid said that he might not go to the beach. Then I called Towhid to wake Proshad Bhai up. Then I asked Salahuddin whether he is willing to go to the beach that morning. He said he would. So, I ordered 3 breakfast to be served at our room (for me, Salahuddin and for Proshad Bhai). By this time Parisa Apu woke up and came to our room. The breakfast was served, and we enjoyed having it. Proshad Bhai said that we should wait for Ashiq Bhai. But I was so eager to go to the beach that I couldn’t wait any more. Because, we came there on 23rd July, and still I didn’t enjoy bathing in high tide. So, we decided that I and Salahuddin would go there then and Ashiq Bhai and Proshad Bhai would join us later on. Salahuddin asked me if I had any spare sandal. I said I didn’t. Then Parisa Apu gave her sandal. But it was too small to fit in Salahuddin. Then I gave him mine, and I took hers. When we started for the beach it was around 9:00 a.m. and still there was low tide. We were supposed to wait until 9:30 a.m. for high tide. We should have gone to the ‘Laboni beach’. But we(I and Salahuddin) went to the beach that was close to the ‘Sea Palace’ or ‘Coral Reef’. That turned out to be a major blunder a few moments later. Everyone says that you shouldn’t go to the sea at the time of low tide. Although I don’t know how to swim, I didn’t care it that much. Because, I am not going to the sea to water level up to my throat. At best I am going to the waist-level-water. At that water level, it doesn’t matter whether it is low tide or high tide. I bathed at the sea on 23rd July afternoon while there was low tide. I didn’t have a feeling that I may be drowning at low tide. Is it because we were at ‘Laboni beach’ that afternoon? May be, I don’t know. But I do know that bathing at low tide is not that much fun, because the wave is not that much strong. So, I couldn’t wait to go to the sea as there was high tide to come.