Bhison soja na kauke hurt kora? Amader memory bodhoe khub short-lived. Bhulei jai kichudin por ei byatha-guloke. Egie choli, abar aghat pai eki bhul kore kintu abar egoi. And at the end, all the wounds become so big that they diffuse into one another, losing their individual natures and their discrete sources. The self then becomes just one big sheet with a lot of holes in it. The holes are wounds joined together with pieces of fibers of flesh. Others can see through us then, slowly. Vulnerability does increase with time.