An inane bird falls in love of the cloud. But many a time gone away to conceive that the cloud is born to wander. Then the bird passes the time with tear. The tear turns into a body with the mouth and says that I want to have you.
But the bird says that I can’t believe in you. The tear shocked.
Again the bird habituated dreaming with the raft cloud. Actually It is ramble for the bird. Again after again the dazzle cloud sets in the eye. After on an after the bird is not able to yell anymore. Agony is her food but the tear does not ensure his presence. And the bird is unable to drink the word-‘yes madam, need not to be frosted, I am around you. ‘By and by the bird realizes that she has lost something and very something.
What a luck the bird is!
She does not realize herself!
2 p.m,09,07,2013;Bangla Academy.
But the bird says that I can’t believe in you. The tear shocked.
Again the bird habituated dreaming with the raft cloud. Actually It is ramble for the bird. Again after again the dazzle cloud sets in the eye. After on an after the bird is not able to yell anymore. Agony is her food but the tear does not ensure his presence. And the bird is unable to drink the word-‘yes madam, need not to be frosted, I am around you. ‘By and by the bird realizes that she has lost something and very something.
What a luck the bird is!
She does not realize herself!
2 p.m,09,07,2013;Bangla Academy.
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