THE NARRATIVE ARC

What Are the Odds Angels Exist, and I Met One, Years Ago?

He appeared as a man in a crisp white shirt

Photo by Peter

Our class ran late again that evening. I finished my Physics lesson at the tutor’s house in another part of the city. To go to Uttara from Dhanmondi, I have to take two buses. I have been commuting from Uttara to Dhanmondi and back four…