Opekkha by Humayun Ahmed [Hardcover]

Yes, human life often feels like a cycle—without a clear beginning or end. This mysterious loop, where we constantly revolve, mirrors what Humayun Ahmed hints at in his book *Opekkha (???????)*. The quote you mentioned could very well be the first thing a reader sees inside the cover—mysterious, philosophical, and unsettlingly reflective. Humayun Ahmed doesn't provide a conventional synopsis. Instead, he lures readers in with a riddle-like reflection on life and waiting. Immediately after, the short poem: ``` ?? ??????? ???? ????? ????? ???? ??? ???? ??? ????? ?????? ??? ???? ????? ???? ``` —keeps the mystery alive. It's lyrical, elusive, and symbolic of fleeting beauty, hope, and loss. The book starts in happiness—clean, unspoiled joy. But as you noted, life doesn’t stay that way. Joy and sorrow are inseparable twins in the narrative of human existence. *Opekkha* speaks truths casually, sometimes unknowingly. It comforts, confronts, exposes, and questions. It offers the mirage of happiness beyond the boundary of pain—yet often withholds it. This reflection ends with a birthday wish to *Opekkha*—a celebration of a story that continues to touch readers after decades. May it remain timeless, relevant, and quietly powerful for many more years.