For the second time my room was arranged with fresh flowers. Sweet flavor of sweet flowers from the porch is coming. A festival festival in the whole flat.
She is sitting on the bed and sitting on the bed. Maybe waiting for me On one side of the bed, I feel asleep, feeling sleepy, my daughter, born 10 days ago.
and me?
Standing in the verandah, finish the nicotine's smoke. Nothing is coming to the head. What can I do at this moment?
I have tried many things but I can not control myself. I can not accept the death of Rika so easily.
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Two
Mithila would never have seen this way like this. When Mithilah, wearing a white apron on a light green sari, came to me and said,
Who is the person in the house of Charita Chowdhury?
I then stopped. Looking forward to him for a little while. There has been a lot of change in 5 years, ink under the eyes, the depression of the face is clear.
He was not ready to see me. I said in a very unpleasant way,
-Mittila tu .... Tu ... you?
After seeing around once, Mithila approached me and looked at my eyes and said,
Are you in the house of Charita Chowdhury?
-Yes. And my son, what's the matter of my boyfriend now? (From side to mother said)
Look at the patient A + blood needs blood. We are also looking at various blood banks.
That is why Mithila went in front of me. I am surprised to see him.
Why are you? Find blood.
I was surprised by the mother's call. I went out to find blood. But I can not leave the matter of mithila to the head. The girl was finally the doctor. When my relationship with Mithila took the name of breakup, I could not blame him as a reason. The girl was addicted to me so much that if I say you kill yourself without any reason, I think she will not ask me once and why, why? Feel free to kill herself. And before going back, tell me, "I wish I'd miss you for a while." Come on, hurry, you know, I can not live without you "
Of course, it is very easy to commit suicide. But why did I know that, Mithila, who asked me to do more of trouble, he would do it. And when he whispered and cried out to me,
- What's my crime, good? I'm fine But still do not give me such a severe punishment.
I then looked at him in the face of extreme irritation. But without looking for it long enough, on the other hand I said,
- "You have no fault. And that's your crime."
Mithila was very surprised to see me. It seemed to be very unfamiliar to the "I" But I had nothing to do. Why do I know about this girl day by day my interest is decreasing. I do not find any wrongdoing and I can not find an excuse. This girl very sad that day cried. Holding my hand, I repeatedly said a word,
"I can not live without you, good."
Nah, I could not keep that little boy on that day. That day he left alone alone. To whom love is more compassionate than the love, it is my mistake to keep him in love. It will be a big mistake.
Only twenty days after I left, she was admitted to the medical examination. I did not have time to think so much. I just wanted to release him from his stallion. And he got it and he
Later I heard from a friend, Mithila did not have medical history. It was a little sad that day. But the reader believed, I still have mercy on him. Why do not you know that on the left side of the chest, a little love for her did not peek. But for this mithila I was almost crazy. I was very proud of his simplicity, accuracy, and accuracy. And the simplicity in that time, the purity seemed to bother me to know why. I know why you're going to bump. Over time, love increases or decreases in love. In my case is the reversal.
Then there was no contact with him anymore. No one has searched for him. I started my life in a new way. "Maya" and Maya and "Rikta" are confused with Maya. Not everyone is happy too much. But I was happy enough. And that happiness grew even more when Dad got the message in advance. My father, mother, younger sister, and Rika's love have made my life "happy" from being "the happiest" to me. Mithila never remembered at all. Not even for once.
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Three
The cigarette packet's end. The sound of the wall clock is heard. Who knows how bad?
She is still awake for me. I do not know why I have little interest. The second time may say that maybe. But his life is the first. This is his first marriage, the first night of night. Every girl has so many dreams about this night. There is something small to the beloved man. Mithila and maybe there. Well, I'm her favorite man? I had been before But now? Still I am already happy? Is she still busy dreaming about me? Or only my mother died because she agreed to marry me? I do not know. I do not know. After the death of Rikta, when I embraced my mother crying and crying, "What will my daughter do to me?"
Mithila was standing in front of me. Maybe I was surprised. From then on Mithila started to stay in our house. At night she slept with memories. The name "memorial" is given by Mithilaar. When Mithila heard from me a difficult decision to marry me when I went to talk to her
