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Shikhari Haulab (A fairy tale short story) inspiration History লেবেল থাকা পোস্টগুলি দেখানো হচ্ছে

Nishi’s Story - a little true story .

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                Nishi’s Story -                   a little true story . (গল্পটি বাংলা ভাষায় পড়তে , নিচে চলে যান।)👇 It’s deep into the night. Silence wraps everything, as if the night itself is holding its breath, leaning softly against the hills. I open the window and gaze up at the sky—searching for a sliver of crescent moon. But the towering hills hide most of the sky. I feel that if the hills just stepped aside, the moon would peek out and smile. A quiet ache wells up inside my chest. From that ache, I pick up my pen and paper, and a baby poem is born. I name it—“The Shyness of the Night.” I wake up to find my sister-in-law standing with a cup of coffee, a mischievous smile on her lips. Sitting at the breakfast table, she teases me, “So, who’s Nishi?” I laugh and say, “Nishi means the night. And what kind of poet hasn’t fallen in love with the night?” She smiles softly and offers me another cup of...

A small black cow.(a short story)/কুচকুচে কালো একটি গরু ।( একটি ছোট্ট গল্প)

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          A small black cow.                (a short story) বাংলা পড়তে হলে দয়া করে নিচে চলে যান 👇👇                           Big daddy don't slaughter him, let him go. exclaimed my dearest youngest niece. The day was Eid 2010. Even today, that longing mixed with tears floats on my eardrums. And at the same time suffering from the pain of love's utter annihilation, that face full of magic is still burning in my memory. That year, the color of the sacrificial cow in our house was pitch black. Ishita was just watching from a distance. He was about five years old then. He had to answer his questions all the time. I used to call her mother. Ishita was a big fan of mine. In the afternoon before Eid, Ishita realizes that the cow will be slaughtered tomorrow. Forbid him from that, great father, my dear father, do not slaughter him. So in the morning when th...

প্রিয় শিক্ষাগুরু/Dear teacher (A short true story)

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                    Dear teacher                    (A short true story) বাংলা পড়ার জন্য দয়া করে নিচে চলে যান।👇 Due to corona, the exams were getting delayed again and again. Three exams were held at 2 pm as usual, one of the remaining exams i.e. the fourth exam was brought to 12 pm instead of 2 pm for Ramadan. The main incident started from there - I was unable to stay in the hall due to personal reasons, coming from a rented house in Malibagh to give the exam. I left home around 12 noon to give the fourth part exam. Walk a little faster for the exam. At exactly 1:20 minutes I arrived at Kala Bhavan. At that time, Zahid Bhai said, "Don't you have an exam today?" yes why I came for the exam. Zahid brother said when the exam? I said around 2 o'clock. Who said you don't know about 2 o'clock, because of Ramadan it is brought to 12 o'clock? Haven't seen the routine? In the routine it is w...

London's dangerous smog.

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  London's dangerous smog. London was confronted with an unexpected fiasco in the popular occasion 'The Incomparable Exhaust cloud' or the well known occasion 'The Incomparable Funeral home'. Huge number of individuals passed on inside the space of weeks because of the horrendous air contamination. Londoners had never seen the sky so exceptionally dull as that day. Somebody took care of the whole city with a thick dark sheet. What's more, the entire of London turned into a position of death. Coal was the principal wellspring of energy in England around then. What's more, it was the exhaust of consuming coal that made London a position of death. It was a freezing day. When Londoners got up, they lit their chimneys to warm their homes. Many were taking intensity by consuming coal ovens to get away from the virus. Moreover, the utilization of coal as fuel was happening in the production lines around then. Thick winter haze blends with c oal consuming smoke. Als...

শিকারী হৌলব (একটি ছোট গল্প)

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              শিকারী হৌলব (একটি ছোট গল্প)                                                                                                                                 অনেক অনেক দিন আগের কথা,ছোট্ট একটি গ্রাম ছিলো, নাম তার ঝুনঝুনি সেই গ্রামে লোকের বসবাস ছিল খুবই কম , গ্রামটির এক পাশে ছিল সমুদ্র, আর গ্রামটি চারিপাশে ছিল বন জঙ্গল।সেই গ্রামের বেশিরভাগ মানুষের রোজগারের পথ ছিল মাছ ধরা। সবাই খুব সুখে শান্তিতে..ই ছিল। সেই গ্রামের একটি ছেলের নাম হইলব।‌ সে জঙ্গল হতে বন্য পশু পাখি শিকার করে  আহার নিবারণ করতো। প্রতিদিনের মতো আজও সে স্বীকার করতে বের হলো, জঙ্গলের অনেক টা ভিতরে ঢুকে গেলো, এবং সে দুই/৩টা পাখি শিকার করে, ফিরে আসার পথে ,সে দেখত...

Shikhari Haulab ( short story)

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                        Shikhari Haulab  (A fairy tale short story)                                       &                        inspiration History                                             A long time ago, there was a small village, its name was Jhunjhuni, there were very few people living in that village, the sea was on one side of the village, and the village was surrounded by forest. Most of the people in that village earned their livelihood by fishing. Everyone was very happy and peaceful. A boy of that village was named Holob. He used to hunt wild animals and birds from the forest for his food. As usual today he went out to confess, went deep ...