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Monday, 12 February 2018

Meet Pilliam Falgune////


I looked at the sky in the sky, / lighted in the east / rose towards the west / said to the rose, 'beautiful', / he is beautiful. 'The tree in our dusty city, where is the flower, or where? Even though the database says, today is the Falgun. I do not know whether the forest is on fire, but the mind is still there, spring is in our mind.

As Rabindranath said, 'Blossom was in the tree, O woman, waiting for you ....' Our women are choosing from the bloom, from Malancha, but this male is located at Shahbagh intersection, a flower shop. Yet the flower shop.
Today the city of Dhaka will grow in the sky, the swelling will swell. And who does not know, 'There is no florist like trunk'. Flowers bloom and the color will fade in the sari. If Kuala khutulei Kusum, why not that bird!
Finding birds can be found. Whether or not there should be a spring festival in Bakultala of Fine Arts, a little ahead, in front of the Burdwan House of the Bangla Academy, on the other side of the Bardhaman house, the sun is in the air and the ears can be heard in the Kukulcan Kuhutan. Palash has emerged red on the back of the Shaheed Minar.
Today the Basanti floods in the book fair will be mixed with the joy of our lives. Newly dressed young women will fill the smell of smell from the newly printed book of poetry of Love of the new poet. Yesterday many people came to the fair in the color of spring.
The merchandise has already sold one parcel in the meantime, on the occasion of the spring, they will be busy with the love day of Bikini. Today and tomorrow, there is no place in the hotel. Celebration in the mid-year country means to wear a pair or a party to eat.

Today is the dowry, chocolate, card or gift shop. Give me a purakakasak haircut like me, say a book, give a book to loved ones, in the spring or on the day of love, also give books to unskilful people, day in Falgun, and also in Baishakh.

If all these tramadols cease, then in the evening when the sky will rise in the sky, a thong moon will be blowing in the air, then in the verandah or on the roof will not mind how little? I do not know the smell of the flower of the friend's house, but the smell of dry smell can be like a dry petal. For a moment, I can be crazy. Like Buddha Bose, I can say, my mind is not good, why? He's what I know. I love one Who? How to say I saw him!

How will the mind Far away, someone is playing the song on a laptop, so long that you sit and wait for the time, see Phillip Falgune?

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