God's best gift, for me, my parents..

in #parents7 years ago (edited)

Daddy's mother remembered very quickly. Just want to see them right now. Mind is going to revolve around some things around the mother

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I am a middle-class family girl. Parents and family of 6 brothers and sisters. I was very much loved by all of my brother's brother and sister, but I can not say anything about my parents' love.

  • Name of my father's Abul Chokder and name of my mother Khadiza Begun. And me Sampa Akter

But now I'm far away from my family.

I have been married for five years. Parents-mother-brothers and sisters, leaving everyone, have spent the day in their in-laws' house. A lot of parents do not go home. Going once a year. That time is the most fun ..

The best gift of Allah on earth is for me, my parents.

It is not possible to end up with the words of father and mother.
I'm sharing some things with you.

my mother:

I am a middle-class family girl
I have seen since birth, the lack of hunger in the family has been cut in tandem. You mother did not allow any of our brothers to neglect to study. The idea was not too high. Mother's family in the house, as well as our brothers and sisters. Take the first education of my life, from mother. The role of mother in every position of life is the first. I was here because of mother's cooperation,

I miss you every step of life. Today I am in a house, there is no one to look after and care for my mother.

  • If there is a disease, someone does not touch their hands on the side like a mother.
  • If you do not want to eat, nobody gives me food.
  • Do not sleep, sit beside, do not listen to the story.
  • If someone gets hurt, nobody asks for the reason.

Marma, which I love tremendously. With memories of my life, memories of my mother. Sometimes the mind becomes very bad. I want to run away, to my mother in my village. But in time, the situation is so cruel, when I wish I could not run to my mother.

  • Whenever I became ill, I could get more trouble than I did the hardship, my mother. Sitting beside the head all the time. If I have a little trouble, as if my mother is suffering.

When I was awake at night, my mother would sit in bed or sit beside me.

If you did not want to eat, you would have fed yourself.

  • Any problems in life, lived beside him.

In the absence of the middle class, no lack of feeling gave us mother Eat us without eating myself, did not ever wear good clothes, but used to buy our good clothes. If we were to see our smile as if the mother would have all the happiness.

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Writing about the mother, a poem of Kazi Nazrul Islam was remembered. I have read poetry in school life many times. To pass the examination, many times, trying to see the correctness, I realized that the poem was a poem.....

'Mum'

-Kazi Nazrul Islam

Where to look,

Like mother
There was not much mention in a word,

So much like mother

Loves he is,

Anyone else will find brother!

Harley's mother's face,

Goes away all the misery,

Sleeping in the mother's coat,

Mother's cool lap,

All sufferings,

How much love mother does the book.

How much do the excitement,

Day and night,

All the smiles face, he is the mother!

From our mouth,

By not eating wine,

But the mother is not guilty.

Chhnu Khoka is so katuku,

Small book in a little bit

When he could break, his mother was then,

Night in the chest..

Comfort paused- down.

Shouted, 'What happened to Khokon?'

Oh how many nights he is

Sharee firelight.

When the birth of the ninja
How many snakes,
I did not know what to do,
Stay away from sitting up-
There was nothing in the mouth,
Just behind the scenes
Then she is my mother
Kiss repeatedly
Chapitane chest, just a kiss

Understand all as favored

What pain did I have,

The ball who favored the book with affection.

Then how dare

Hold me in the chest

How big is your mother to see,

How much she is beautiful

This body is in the heart

Read all the brothers' sisters sister Hatha.

If you go to the library

Just return home,

How much do you want to laugh? Mother,

The food is in the mouth

How happy are you to repay

How many days are written, how many leaves? '

If the reading is good then

See how he cares

How many mothers in my house do my mother

Say, 'Mour babe!

Hira-Manik's mine,

There is no such thing! '

If the hot is hot

Mother she tears in my eyes

He says, 'what has happened to the magic of him?'

How many gods are in 'Thane'

Peer Ma vow means-

Without the mother, so much water in somebody's eyes

While sleeping

Let's see where he is

My shirr, what would be sleeping in

So how many rhymes sing

Sleeping

Say, 'sleep! With which khuku-eye kisses'
Dibanishi thought

What can not be troubled,

What will he be man, what will be big

The book became filled with mother

His sons will be poor,

All the misery is in mom's hope.
Income, brother, sister

Earn income only income
Guy singing, taking the shirt to the mother;
There is no big mother

There is no one else!

I bow down, my mother

Mother my.....

To say a mistake, my father did not say anything.
My father is a simple man. He did not earn much money. But he used to spend as much as he did for the family. Our father was very fond of our brothers, ruled, ruled, loved.
When I am alone, my parents remember me very much. But my father remembers a lot of time. I used to go out with my father. The father used to take part in the fair at the Baishakhi fair.
Most of the time to travel around with his father.
When the time came, the father used to go out with us. I do not go around for a long timeDo not go to the fair
Miss you dad ..

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When the mind feels very bad, I do not know too much of myself for the song..
My favorite song..

Do not cut time when nothing else
The friend does not mind the telephone
The head of the window in the grille
I do not think anyone like fathers says....

  • Income khuku, income khuku, income

Who sings with me in the air
New tunes have not been learned
Nothing will look good when your
Sit in the piano and you play.

  • Income khuku, income khuku, income

When the movie is full of eyesight,
Hot coffee goes to the fun,
Throw books of poetry,
I think if father said to me.

  • Income khuku, income khuku, income

With me in the income, income now.
Come back somewhere, get rid of the city.
Like childhood,
Take away from me, you grab me.

  • Income khuku, income khuku, income

When they come to the shop, they say.
The hinge does not bind to the cold wind.
Whenever the eyes fall in mirror.

I think parents should tell me.

  • Income khuku, income khuku, income

To me, income mother.
First of all I see you,
I see how you are tied up.
What is the Kajal Dili in the black eyes

  • Income khuku, income khuku, income.

Coming out on the day of childhood,
Everyone grew up like me.
I do not know how many people, like,
Sweet, he gets the call back.

  • Income khuku, income khuku, income

Ayera, beside me, income mamani.
Hold this hand well now.
Lost on that day, let's go.
I'll bring you back.

  • Income khuku, income khuku, income.

Many days later I wrote a lot about my father. It is unaware of the water pouring out of his eyes. Parents Mama very much remember when I'm very upset. I lost my father's affection and love memories of the love of love. I love my parents too much

  • Everyone will pray that my parents are very good to be healthy

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Yes right god best gift is parent .😊

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Parents are the best gift of God!
May Allah bless your parents!

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A good mother could give such direction to a good life,,, I love my mother very much,,,,good post!!

Seeing your post, I love you very much. You are doing a lot of good work. You are so beautifully arranged and thank you very much for giving us a post about something important.

Wow masha Allah i love this.

May Allah bless our parents. Aameen

Every parent loves their childs like as own self. Sometime child can't realize it. We should honor our parents. Thank you to bring in front his valuable post on Steemit.

A good mother could give such direction to a good life. I love my mother very much.good post!!

wow i like this post. good mother and good soon

not for you for everybody gift her parents best

what a lovely post it is...love it

Every parents loves their childrens a lot.so every childrens have to do their perfume duty towards their parents

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