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# Awesome_schooling

Boy: I Love You Eri
Irri know thapar?
- sugar
- Eat?
Who will?
- I
Why are you late?
Give it now.
- Do not you shame?
I'm wearing a pants.
What do you do?
- Get married.
- There really should be a thump
To you
- If you want to kiss and can.
- Remove from the front.
- Will you be back behind?
- What do you do?
- Study.
- What does your father do?
- Do not have dad.
-Has died?
- No, I do not know.
Who is my dad
I have lost my father's identity.
- Your mother?
- My mother died during my birth
Gone.
- Where are you?
In the section,
With a beggar
Now he is my mother.
- I can not love you.
- Why?
- How to boy boy boyfriend
Make it
Fakinisha's son again love hobbies !!
- Well.
- What the hell?
- Do not disturb you.
- Thank you.
.
I have not said anything else
Came to silently
It is not really forced to love.
Moreover, since I am the son of beggars,
So think of them
Sin for me
.
I am al-farabi
Nickname pharabi
I live in a slum in the city of Dhaka.
Honors of Physics at Dhaka University
I am doing
Who is my dad
I do not know.
Mother died during birth
Gone.
Never see mother ever
I could not.
I grew up to a beggar.
He is my mother now
When I learned something to understand,
Then wrote the name of the Tokai team.
Taki Giri all day long
By the way I could
My day was
One day, some of the neighboring mahallas
Tokai's son Amaco was killed.
Then my mother (who I am with)
He admitted me to school.
And he used to begging.
.
After passing the primary side
I got admitted to high school.
I was quite meritorious I was
Always be the first in all classes.
As well as in a plastic factory
Used to be job
Pay that money
Did,
The stomach was going on.
The money of the payalera mother beggars gathered
Would have
The day goes on roughly.
.
I could not eat very good food.
Low quality rice rice and piaz or
I used to fill the stomach in the stomach.
Sometimes the mother is bigger than dustbins
The people are being thrown out of the house
Bassi came with food.
My eyes glowed in food.
I switched off
Stomach after the meal
Mumps makes the mother
I could see
I saw my mother
Sour cream in water
Is doing
I look at the mother
Turn around.
Blind eyes in the eyes
Hide me
Occasionally say,
"B'Jan, Chonge Aai Samaseya Dehya
Dice
Drink only empty water
Choke it
How big is you
Bayan?
I am a member of the memory of me
When is Sasama kinna dayi? "
.
My throat caught up.
I know
The source of my mother's tears.
Be me big
Will be
Too big
Many ......
.
Leave the factory in the plastic factory
Gave me
The owner just panspan.
Whenever something happens to mother, she speaks nonsense.
Day Contract Rickshaw Auction
Javed Chachar.
During school, I went to school.
Running the rickshaw for the rest of the time.
.
One day the son of a rich man and his
Girlfriend from GreenRoad
I was going to Ravindra Sarobar.
Sitting in the rickshaw
How much money they are shopping today
And bought the food
He was calculating
I'm happy to think
Good
As well as rentals
Maybe you can get some tips if you want.
Rabindra came to Sarobar
I said,
Sir down
The boy and his girlfriend came down.
The boy got me one
By paying ten notes
Give me
I said,
Sir, is not it?
Do not give ten more money.
The man slapped me on my cheek.
Maybe that was the reason.
The girl's girlfriend said,
What do you need?
Little men slap in the neck?
They have bacteria in their cheeks.
I did not say anything.
I have shed tears of silence.
The poor are born,
For eating meat.
.
Rickshaw deposited in Javed Chachar garage
Come to our slum dorm
Come on.
The mother started giving wind.
I used to twist
Sit down
In front my SSC test.
with much hardship
I'm no longer
Moneyfile money
Got it.
I'm reading.
Mama is winding.
Occasionally mom
Look at the eyes.
Mother dreams of the kingdom of the mother's eyes.
The dream of the mother daydream and the mother daydream
Trouble no more
Tired of fatigue.
And I'm mine
Mother's dreamy eyes
Looked at more
Become rude
I read it aloud.
.
SSC and HSC dailam one time.
Got golden plus
I gave a picture to the magazine.
When the journalist came
To take pictures,
One of the last Ramadan sahab found
Zakat's money
Bought shirt
I was wearing.
The new smell is not yet
From the shirt.
Very nice
The picture was getting.
Maybe new
Shirt is not expensive either
Because of the camera.
.
After the results of SS on my mother
I said,
Mom, I got Golden Plus.
Then my mother said,
"Kirumma Peelcht Bayjan?
That's the kind of current
Does it?
How much we will be able to wear
Peilicha?
Can sell
One kg asked
Kinis
I did not like today. "
.
.
I could not say anything on that day.
I kept holding my tears.
Then the mother went
After screaming
I cried.
Floral Aunt
Peek surprise
Looking in the eyes
Me
Maybe maybe big
I passed, so crying joyfully.
.
One day I'm on rickshaw
Sweat with a towel
Wrecking
I saw that time
My mother no one
One of my cousins
Next to the car window
Standing up and pleading.
"Chhara, and chaar ....
Floating Vessel in My Polar
Karamu,
Katatahaha dia
Do not help .....
Allah will do good to you. "
What did he say
I have not heard
But my mother
Shocked
Gave it
My mother's hand
Broke up
Cruel black pitch
After the road.
My mother was shivering in pain
I ran out
Mother in rickshaw with lap
I got up and brought to the slum.
My mother in pain
Not at all, silenced
Went.
Because, in front of me
He was shocked.
It's a shame

It is very shameful.
The doctor could not show the money.
Fluorescent aunt every day
Oil heating the mother
Massage the hand.
Although the mother's arm was not straight,
But the pain slowly
Has decreased.
.
I hired Mom to buy a toy store
Gave me
Get mother there and sell cigarettes.
.
I was admitted to Dhaka University.
Many of my friends
One day Sir said to me,
Farabi, tell me about yourself.
I said all that day.
After saying the words of that day
I do not have any friends.
They gave me up
How to talk
One day Sayan told Abir,
See Abir, Farabi Fakinisar Polar
Do not worry.
They might have thought,
I also called a great person
Rhinoplasty
But no,
I'm the son of Fukini.
.
Piyan's call came back in reality.
Soon I was drowned in the past.
I'm a magistrate now.
Examine the BCS examinations
The great saini of that day Sayan Abirad
Sir
Money, money, wealth,
Have respect to all.
There is a hand break
Beggar mother
No, he is not beggar now,
She is now the mother of a magistrate.
.
I made the advertisement on that day
Like the bride, headline.
Gave the address
A father's father came home
The day after the present.
I am my mother and my home
The choice is his
He gave the address of his house.
I and my mother went the next day.
One day I used to ride a rickshaw,
Mother sat in rickshaw.
Today I'm driving my own car,
Sitting next to my mother.
I parked the car in front of the girl's house.
.
I went inside.
The girl's father greeted me with respect.
The mother's mother gave us breakfast.
After some time the girl came.
Long veil.
The girlfriends have brought them on both sides.
My mother said,
To remove the veil.
A girlfriend of the girl came back to the veil.
I look at the girl
Got up
This is Eri .....
Behind me in my college life
Turned around
Ira looked at me and smiled.
Well,
He knows me?
Not to mention
Nowadays black chicken Farabi is now
Healthy and much smarter
I said, I have a little talk with a girl
Will say
Everyone agreed,
I went to the Eri roof.
.
I gave a few khoshi.
Ehira water?
I'm not
- how are you?
- good you?
- Good.
- What are you doing nowadays?
- Where did you get my name?
- Why?
- No, amni.
- Do you like me?
- Yes.
- Do you know my identity?
- You're a magistrate.
I know so much.
- Nah, there is some identity outside of this.
- What is that? Say it.
I'm Farabi.
Once upon a time you wander around.
I'm the son of a beggar.
Did you recognize?
- You?
How are you so big?
.
I gave a mysterious smile.
The meaning of that duck is different from each other
Kind of
I'm walking on the roof.
Irri's face is clearly astonishing in the face
The pressure of unbelief.
I stood up.
I'm looking forward to Akas.
Today's afternoon is so beautiful.
Some birds are flying over the head.
On the side of the roof, a few boys and girls
Are standing
I can not even look at Irri.
Maybe still wondering.
For some time the surprise is no more
The middle of unbelief.
Nature sometimes shocked people
Gives.
This may be the game of nature.
Somewhere a song is playing,
"Break the Euphrates,
On average,
This is the river play.
Rich in the morning
You
Fakir evening. "
© RJ Masud Rana

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