After the Eid Jamat, when the festive greetings and handshakes slowly faded into the morning air, I ran into Mithun and Rashed — two of my old RZS’99 friends. What started as a quick “Eid Mubarak” turned into an unexpected and heartwarming mini reunion.

We found a quiet spot nearby, shared laughter, and caught up on life — families and work. The conversation flowed effortlessly, just like the old days when friendship needed no plans or occasions.

It was a short meetup, but it carried the joy and warmth of something much bigger — the simple happiness of reconnecting with friends who still feel like brothers after all these years.