Baishakhi Biswas Debnath

Tragedy Classics Inspirational

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Baishakhi Biswas Debnath

Tragedy Classics Inspirational

Real Love

Real Love

2 mins
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There was a tree in front of the house. I don't remember when he told me the name of the tree. Today I like the name. I put him in the vocabulary of my mind forever. The trees are all my friends. I am well. In the day of sorrow, when I am in trouble, when I stand under a tree, they put flowers on my head and caress me.


That flower, whose yellow-yellow flower, for a long time, has a light purple color, as if it were a boddo arrogant tree. When it was near, I could reach it from the balcony. Yes, the gab tree in front was uprooted by the storm. I was in a lot of trouble, but the nagkeshar tree next to that gab was the one that suffered the most. What a night of separation that dawn has become.


So when I woke up in the morning, I saw that Gab was dead, and all the stalks of Nagkeshar were moving in the strong wind ... By? ” I hugged Nagkeshar and said, "Gab has not gone anywhere, he is here, he has you in his soul and l" Beloved, as we all say.


I saw from a distance that the paras tree did not say anything to me. My mind said and I was in pain because of the sudden disappearance of Gabe. But then what happened, I started to move slowly. I can't find him. How did the arrogant tree move away from me? Why can't I find Kulkinara even after thinking a lot?


But I was not ready for yesterday. I just set foot on the road. I saw who had killed Parash and left him. He has nothing left. Nothing. I put my hand on her body. Duggo pujo in front of her. Her bushy hair is tilted a little more in the street. They will have difficulty in coming to take the idol.


I saw him standing there, shaking his head, tears in his eyes, there was no one around him.


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