Again came back to the village

Again they came back to the village. The husband, wife, son-in-law, parents, brothers and sisters leave behind. They lost in the fight of rice.

Many expectations, leaving the village with a lot of confidence, they stepped in the city chest. Seeing the abundance of rice in the magnetara warehouse, the food in the hotel saw their tongue dry. The bhurmira cobbled in the sewage. For a handful of rice, the head of the rich man's door closed on the door. Wandering around in the street with a dog is scary. Someone saw the splendor of Daulatdar's housekeeping, the shocking look of the amateur passenger clothes and the appearance of his walk. Someone lost their lives in the wheel of a goddamn car.

Those who come back to live with hope and hope. They come from the tears of the past, the tears of tears, but not the appearance of man. Their headpiece is twisted. The stomach mixed up with the back The baked body of the bow is dry and faded. Yet, they tried to straighten the backbone of society and civilization with broken vertebrates. With the life of Dhakudake, the country produces life on the ground, working in the empty belly earns everyone's throat food. Fifty-five people have eaten the hood, and the country stops with a stick.

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