Two years ago I had to go home. At 10pm at the train of Chittagong got up. I did not get the ticket, so I went to Boseyaya by the door. In the night, almost all people disappear. After a while, four people took the towel to my neck. I do not remember anything after that. I see in the morning I am in the hospital, and I do not have a hand. I used to do a small job, that was the thing that came out. I think my life ends. One day a person came to my house and I saw some videos in my house. The video was not like my hand, I did not have any foot, but the people are in a very good place. The people are not aware of the people, they are starting the new life again. And it is helping the people. I took money from AI Bank. I gave a drink shop. Now it does not have to look back. I have no hands but I have happiness, many have two hands but there is no happiness in life.
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