All the girls have such dreams that their loved ones will propagate before them, they will say the words of their mind, but Bipulu can not do it, because of fear of losing friendship. Bangla golpo nice No one else can In the meantime, two people’s friendships arise for another son. Then they meet again after two years, but Diwali is still a bit sad because of not speaking to Bisha,It’s been 30 minutes, but the Biplug is still not coming. Direction phoned but the battery is not catching the phone. Maybe the revolution has gone, maybe the revolutionaries still have the courage to say so. Suddenly, someone shouted from behind the “direction”. Looked back behind the direction. Hey so Bipulu! He is sitting a little away, a red rose in his hand. The red rose rose and shouted with a loud shout.
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