Hothat ek bikele…Halka Halka batas boite Shuru Kore..r tar shathe jhir jhir bristi..Akash ondho kar Hoye geche..cari dike bacca Ra chota choti korche..ki shundor ekta poribesh…kintu hothat ei shundor poribesh…shundor abo jawya..rup nilo voyongkor ek kal boishakhi jhore….koto koto bacca Ra koto koto Manus er kobole nijeder jibon hariyeche..fuler moto shishura tader jibon hariyeche…. shotti onek kosto dayok…bari ghor shob venge geche..karo karo ghorer cal ure geche…koto Manus jader kina ghor bari nei..rastay thake…rastar pashe shuye thake..koto oshohay Manus..tara tader jibon hariyeche…koto bedona dayok..koto manush gacher nice pore mara geche…ki shundor ekta poribesh chilo…Halka Halka batas r jhir jhir bristi..shobai khela korchilo…Moja korchilo..k janto eta erokom ekta voyong kor rup nibe…Kew ki age theke janto…janto na..😔😔.. Manus er jibon koto ta tuccho…ekhon ache to ektu por nei…ei prithibite shob kichuri mullo ache..kintu….kebol matro mullo nei Manus er jibon er….Kew taka diye..Shona Dana diye…eta kine rakhte parbe na…shob theke mullohin jinish hocche jibon😔😔etai bastob
…Ei prithibite Kew Ciros shai noy..shobari ekdin Cole jete Hobe…