সরাসরি প্রধান সামগ্রীতে চলে যান
Story: guralira sat weeping on to write: - Megh Bãlikä Mãishä (cloud girl) in my house story. The description of our house do - 1.30 seconds on the road from our home Maine Road. At the ground. On the way home, which was a good two ponds on both sides of the feeding of the poor. Bad pukuratara round was a big mango tree in the midst of dense jungle. The tree was cut the day before the event. This year's event, the thorns ghire mango tree one day, my uncle was returning home at about 10pm. As his eyes fell on the jungle pond. Kaka
surprise. His aunt and saw her sitting on a tree crying guralira. He ballana cacike something.Angrily to his cousin's house was on fire and started to talk. Balala your mother so much and you're staying at home, lying inside the jungle at night, sleep is not it? The mother of the boy who had so much to do you hurt me? What are you saying if she was his cousin (uncle called) that my mother was asleep in the house. It is surprised to see his uncle, were terrified. What I saw on the tree, the thorn forest balala ?? (Real events)
মন্তব্যসমূহ
একটি মন্তব্য পোস্ট করুন