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Tura na India jasesej, Dhaka college cans that tally fill the hanati ranju! I was admitted to India in Ehbari, and I was very hungry, Tougan? Although there is no possibility of going to India even after

Some grief is birds. Perhaps every Bengali teenager's first God visit is the poem of Jibananad. Twenty-two or more years ago, in a cloudy cloud, quietly, I saw the first eye in a book printed on the paper

Ferdous died when the plane was flown like a fireworks in the sky in the afternoon. He used to push his hands around and move towards the earth. That was the first of his life and probably the last plane