Life game(part-4)

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The sky above looked silent. I forgot the foolish son or the sky can talk again! Maybe the thunder can answer in yes or no. But now he is not in the situation. I did not wait for the sky's response and started the broken radio. I said, you know all friends avoid me. They have got anywhere or anywhere. I'm the only lover. There is some hope that the friend of the friend did not have the current standard supervision. But it is astonishing to think that these friends once asked me to give them a sense of life. But today they are unimaginable. But the boy does not belong to the boy. Do not leave me behind anything. It is said that life will be with me forever. Why do you know that dear friend knows such a thing. Believe me, I can not bear the frustrated face of my father. If someone came to my house and told Mom, then my mother fell into shame. I do not want to live again to see Ammoor shameful. Death is better than such a life. I think the suicides are sweety for me.

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Looking back on the walk, I saw my face coming. Mother's eyes are not less than shallow sea. Tears of tears in my eyes. Mom did not say anything to me Took hold of his hand and pulled it in front of Abu's room. We are standing in the door. Mom seems to hear me. The name of the mother can never be defined. Nobody can end Robi Thakur or Kazi Nazrul Islam with the definition of mother. They will only be able to revolt and somehow fall in love with somehow. I'm going to see another form of mom sometime. This mother holds the need for one type at a time. Amma will do so maybe Why E or will not. He took me ten months and ten days in the stomach. Although there is a confusion about the birth estimation. But to say the words of the sweetness of the words!

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