The song seemed to have been written in advance for someone else.

Mamun was about 17 years old at the time. He loved singing. Sometimes, he would sing at college functions and picnics. Of course, everyone supported him to listen to his songs.

One night, he dreamed that he was watching a song. When the dream broke, he quickly went to his desk and wrote a song. Why didn't he want to sing that song? Now, one of the most curious things in his mind arose.

"I can't sing this song, you know. I think it would be more appropriate for other people," Mamun was saying to himself.

The next day, he told his friend Nahid everything and went to college.

Friend Roman was a little surprised and said,

_ "The song is your own writing, so why can't you sing it?"

Mamun looked at the college garden and said,

Why does it seem like this song of mine will never be completed by me? It is waiting for someone else."

Mamun tried a lot later but he couldn't sing the song. Once it was seen that the concert came and he started singing the song but later he fell ill.

Dust has accumulated in his old diary. Many years have passed now. He has done many concerts in his life, sung many songs, made many people laugh and made many people cry. His life has been spent through songs.

-"Father, what kind of diary is this? I saw it accumulated in dust." Monica asked her father a little surprised.

Monica was Mamun's eldest daughter. Since she was his eldest daughter, she sang like her father. She had seen her father singing since childhood. Which made her want to become a singer too. She is now a big singer. While looking for some of her father's old belongings, she found that diary.

Mamun was quite surprised when he saw the diary in Monica's hands.

He was a little surprised and said to Monica, "It's nothing special, it's my old diary."

"Dad, you are lying to me, there are many songs written here," Monica replied.

Monica quickly erased the diary. She opened the diary more carefully and saw inside that there was a special page. Where a beautiful song was written.

Mamun's face seemed speechless.

Monica told her father, "Can I sing this song?"

Mamun's chest trembled a little. He had this song in this diary for so many years, why now does it seem like this song wants to go back to its singer. Since he never sang the song, which is why he gave it to his daughter of his own free will.

-"Okay, you do this song and you make me hear this song well." Mamun nodded his head a little and said.

Monica thought that she would publish the song on YouTube on her own YouTube channel. She first practiced the song for several days. Then one day she covered the song with her friends and then released it on YouTube. Many people commented on her song. It seemed like her song went viral overnight. Many people shared her song and the lyrics of her song remained on people's lips.

Suddenly one day Mamun saw his daughter on television. His daughter had gone to give an interview on television. Because of his daughter's success, his eyes were wet with tears. A different kind of peace remained in his chest.

"The lyrics of the song were written by you. Now look, everyone is applauding your daughter," Mamun's friends said jokingly.

Mamun said with a smile,

"My daughter's success means my success. If my daughter moves forward, then I move forward too. It's as if this song of mine has found fulfillment today."

In the evening, on the open veranda, Monica said to her father,

"I really like this song. I think you wrote this song for me, father."

Mamun sat on the chair and looked up at his daughter and said,

"When I wrote the lyrics, I felt that this song would suit someone else's voice. Today, this song of mine has found fulfillment in your voice."

..It is written on the stars of the sky.. Mamun's song was just like the song was written for his daughter. It was as if destiny said so........