You don't remember back in the days, we imagined to walk together, but couldn't, we imagined to stay together but couldn't, we cook food in a mammoth pan but don't get to eat together, we imagined to travel to the moon but we couldn't yet here we are! Collecting debris of an unfinished dream. Each fragment carries a memory of what we once believed was possible. We keep gathering these remains to build and rebuild the same thing and fail. It is the road that remains in between these unfinished efforts. Perhaps a utopia does not begin neither does it end. As long as we continue to remember, collect, and imagine together, the search remains alive. We still lay under the Royal Poinciana(কৃষ্ণচূড়া) tree although it is not native to our country