etota poth perie............


 sesob onk diner kotha jokn mone shuk hole muke asto hasi ar betha lagle choke asto jol,sesob onk diner kotha joknghantar por ghanta bose nischinto mone akaser megh ta k dekar fursot cilosesb onk diner kotha jokn abegprobonota, onovuti esb diei monusotyer mapkathi bichar korto sobbai.............................................................etota poth perie aj eta buji je sada ta purota sada noe r kalota puro kalo nakeu haslei se suki na ba keu kada manei se duki erkm namuker upobyakti aj mner onuvutir protifolon na, nichok e mukhos!soda sotyo kotha bolibo eta jemn ajker dine mene chola osomvobserkmi feelings, emotions esb corporate world e ochol.bangla vasar byabohar komar sathe sathe jeno bangalir onuvutigulo geche chupse,naki eta adhunikotar fol othoba tothyoprojuktir choar(touch) kufol?!k jane etota poth perie amra thik kon dike eguchhi.......................

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