Rabindranath Tagore

My boat was planted on the edge of the stereotype. Then the sun set.
On the roof of the boat, moderate prayers are falling. His silent worship in the sky burning in the west was drawing like a moment. Lots of linguistically lacunted languages on the streamless uninterrupted river water, in the dark writing from Fica, from the color of gold to the color of the steel, came from a whole bunch and came together in one another.
At the front of a huge building with a window-cranked corridor, hanging on the ground floor, sitting alone in the membrane-bound gorge, I saw my dry eye-corners sitting in the evening, and suddenly I got up from my head and started crying, "Where does Maheshra come from?"
I saw that the gentleman is poorly educated, destined for luck. Most foreigners of Bangladesh, such as some ancient and old-fashioned appearance, are also similar. A dirty oily inset button on top of the dhoti is open; From the workplace, I was returning a little bit. And at the time when some should have been drunk, the wretched river came only to eat the evening breeze.
The stranger took the seat on the terrace. I said, "I'm coming from Ranchi."
"What to do."
"Do business."
"What a business."
"Haritaki, silk and wood business."
"Key name."
I stopped by a name and said a name. But he is not my own name.
The gentleman's curiosity was not made. The question again was, "What to do here."
I said, "air transformation."
The man was astonished. He said, "Sir, today, with the air here, and I have been eating quinine with fifteen granules per day, but nothing has yielded."
I said, "According to this, there will be considerable changes in the wind from Ranchi."
He said, "Command, yes, enough. Here's where to stay. "
I showed the warehouse on the ghat and said, "this house."
I suspect the man was in doubt, I found a secret treasure in this house. But he did not argue about this, only fifteen years ago, he described the incident in the curse house.
The man is the schoolmaster here. A pair of big eyes glowing in unusual brightness from the inside of their coat under a faint aroma of hunger and disease. When I saw him, I remembered the old sailor who created the English poet Colriz.
Simultaneously, meditation was done by meditating in the kitchen. In the end of the evening, the unexplored dark house on the banks of the gates came and stood as silly as the great image of its predecessor.
The schoolmaster said-
About ten years before I came to this village, I lived in Phoenibhasan Saha. He was the heir to his grandfather Durga Mohan Saha and the successor to the business.
But, holding him alone. He taught education. He entered the compulsion of the judiciary and said that he was completely pure English. He kept his beard again, so there was no possibility of his progress to the Saheb-Saudagar. As soon as he saw him, it was thought of as a nebula.
There was also a prefix added in the house. His wife was beautiful. It is a beautiful woman in the chalcede, so the trend of the past is no longer there. If there was a bamo, then the assistant-surgeon would be called. Anthrazion also began to grow in such quantity.
Sir must surely be married, so it is necessary to tell you that, usually female mango, mangoes, chopped chillies and hard husbands love. The unfortunate man who is deprived of the love of his wife - who is not ugly or deficient, is the absolute innocent.
If I ask why it is so, I have thought a lot about it. The one who does not practice his instinct and power, he is not happy. To find the deer sticks for the trunk of the horn, there is no happiness in the ringing of horns. Women have been practicing delusional methods by misusing the drugged man until the break of the ninar. The husband and wife who are sitting beside you are absolutely unemployed, they got all the brunt that they got from their grandchildren, the bright forests, fire-fighting and nagged ponds that were found in the hundreds of years.
The woman wants to take away the love of her own daughter by mistake, and if the husband does not give her a good time, then the husband is the fate of the husband and the wife more than that.
In the teachings of the newborn men, they have relaxed the prevailing bragalism by defeating their self-sacrificing and noble brutality. Unfair funnibhushan came out of the call of modern civilization and came out as a very good man - he could not even benefit in business, he did not have much chance in his marriage.
Faniibhushan's wife Manimalika adorned without effort, without tears saris and without any fear that she could get her independence. In this way, his female nature and her love had become helpless; She only took it, did not do anything. His innocent and stupid husband remembered, giving donation means to get a reward. What else did you understand?
The result was that she used to know her husband as a machine to provide her sari and baju; The machine is also quite impressed that it is not necessary to provide a drop of oil on its wheels.
The birthplace of Phoenibhushan is located in Phulbar, Phulbare. He had to spend most of his time here in action. Blossom""Manihaara

Rabindranath Tagore

My boat was planted on the edge of the stereotype. Then the sun set
On the roof of the boat, moderate prayers are falling. His silent worship in the sky Lots of linguistically lacunted languages on the streamless uninterrupted river water, in the dark writing from Fica, from the color of gold, came from a whole bunch and came together in one another.
At the front of a huge building with a window-cranked corridor, hanging on the floor, sitting alone in the membrane-bound gorge, I saw my dry eye-corners sitting in the evening, and suddenly I got up from my head and started Crying, "Where do Maheshra come from?"
I saw that the gentleman is poorly educated, destined for luck. Most Foreigners of Bangladesh, such as some ancient and old-fashioned appearance, are also similar. A dirty oily inset button on top of the dhoti is open; From the workplace, I was returning a little bit. And at the time when some had been drunk, the wretched river came only to the breeze.
The stranger took the seat on the terrace. I said, "I'm coming from Ranchi."
"What to do."
"Do business."
"What a business."
"Haritaki, silk and wood business."
"Key name."
I stopped
The gentleman's curiosity was not made. The question was again, "What to do here."
I said, "air transformation."
The man was astonished He said, "Sir, today, with the air here, and I have been eating quinine with fifteen granules per day, but nothing is yielded."
I said, "According to this, there will be enough changes in the wind from Ranchi."
He said, "Command, yes, enough. Here's where to stay."
I showed the warehouse on the ghat and said, "this house."
I suspected the man in the house, I found a secret treasure in this house. But he did not argue about this, just fifteen years ago
The man is the schoolmaster here. A pair of big eyes glowing in unusual brightness from the inside of their coat under a faint aroma of hunger and disease. When I saw him, I remembered the old sailor who created the English poet Colriz.
Simultaneously, meditation was done by meditating in the kitchen. In the end of the evening, the unexplored dark house on the banks of the gate came and stood as the image of its predecessor.
The schoolmaster said-
About ten years before I came to this village, I lived in Phoenibhasan Saha. He was the heir to his grandfather, Durga Mohan Saha and the successor to the business.
But, holding him alone was the education he entered the compulsion of the judiciary. He kept his beard again, so there was no possibility of his Saheb-Saudagar. As soon as he saw him
There was also a prefix added in the house. His wife was beautiful, it is a beautiful woman in the chalcede, so the trend of the past is no longer there. If there was a bamo, then the assistant-surgeon would be called. Anthrazion also started in such quantity
Sir must surely be married, so it is necessary to tell you that, usually female mango, mangoes, chopped chillies and hard husbands love. The unfortunate man who is deprived of the love of his wife - who is not ugly or deficient, is the absolute innocent
If I ask why is it so, I have a lot about it, who is not practiced, he is not happy. To find the deer sticks for the trunk of the horn, there is no happiness in the ringing of horns. Women have been practicing delusional methods by misusing the drugged man until the break of the ninar. The husband and wife who are sitting beside you are absolutely unemployed, they got all the brunt that they got from their grandchildren, the bright forests, fire-fighting and nagged ponds that were found in the hundreds of years.
The woman wants to take the love of her own daughter by mistake, and if the husband does not give her a good time, then the husband is the fate of the husband and wife.
In the teachings of the newborn men, they have relaxed the prevailing bragalism by defeating their self-sacrificing and noble brutality. Unfair funnibhushan came out of the call of modern civilization and came out as a very good man - he could not even benefit in business,
Faniibhushan's wife Manimalika spelled out without effort, without tears saris and without fear that she could get her independence In this way, her female nature and her love had become helpless; She only took it, did not do anything
The result was that she used to know her husband as a machine to provide her sari and baju; The machine is also very impressed