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               Tea addiction In 2009, I just passed intermediate. Our family consists of father, mother, nine siblings and grandfather. I am the eldest among the siblings. Father is physically ill and has no fixed income. There was a lack of a constant companion in the family. We siblings were studying then. Siblings were very emotional towards grandfather. Even after passing intermediate I used to sleep with grandpa many times. Grandpa loved his grandchildren very much. If someone ever got sick, Dada would be confused as to what to do. Once the younger brother sprained his left arm while playing. Did he cry at that time? He prayed all night long and asked God to pray for his younger brother's hand to get better soon. Grandfather was very addicted to tea. If there is no rice at three o'clock.. will continue. But he wants tea. Lack is a constant companion in the world. Many times I failed to fulfill my grandfather's needs. That's why I saw my fath...

                        Today 2024 গল্পটি বাংলা ভাষায় পড়তে নিচে চলে যান।👇                            The present world is losing its balance. The world is slowly moving towards destruction. If the world will be destroyed sometime. But today the world has become like a naked man without clothes. Today the sky is losing its beauty - the touch of fire is in the air, and we can feel it every moment. Water has lost its clarity, its smell, its movement, its own motion and life. Today, the dream of reaching the sky has joined the world competition, the land that used to grow crops, vegetable gardens, flowers and fruits with great care. With which we could give to everyone in this society, a green tree with two handfuls of rice, a shady environment, and clean tasting water, and a peaceful sleep after a day's tireless work, with the whole family. It can't be concl...

  A bird in my mind.                      (a short story) বাংলা পড়তে দয়া করে নিচে চলে যান 👇                His arrival at our house was sudden. The name No means limit. Although she is my cousin, I did not meet her after birth. This is the first time he came to our house. We, especially I never went to their house. I] sten to their stories only from my father. After many don't know what he thought Fupu left Yes No in our house. He was admitted in class nine in the school here. I study in Hons. The responsibility of his education fell into my hands. Within a few days, he won the hearts of everyone in our house. We had no sisters. As a result everyone got along, very easily. Although I won everyone's hearts, there was an exception in my case. I tried hard to win her heart. But nothing Nothing was happening. And...     He used to do all these things, I could not understand whe...

  The incident is still remembered for the welfare o the thief man.       When I was a child, I used to get busy for Eid shopping as soon as the month of Ramadan started, before coming home, I used to focus on that so that no one could do shping. We are just two brothers and sisters, I am younger, before my elder sister, of course, I always used to shop, once at the beginning of Ramadan, I finished my shopping, I didn't let anyone see my shopping, for fear of getting old. Once I feel like putting on new sandals, to pray Zuhr, my mother repeatedly forbids, don't wear new sandals, it might be stolen, but I went right. I will return home after namaz but I can't find my sandals anywhere. I came home barefoot, I said to my mother, did you bring my sandals from the mosque? Amma replied, why should I bring your sandals? I couldn't believe what my mother was saying, I couldn't stop crying when I finally realized that the sandal had been stolen. I was morafraid, because my...

Give back childhood  ........    .... after many days, an aunt saw me and said, what's up, how are you? You have grown up so much. I thought I had really grown up. Sixteen years have passed since life, now I am big, I can do my own work. I can eat with my own hands, I can go out whenever I want. I am very independent. This is what I wanted as a child. I was waiting, when I will grow up. Yet growing up, this boy's mind wants to escape from the ostriches of algebra and trigonometry - into the world of Meena cartoons, Sisimpur. There is no greed, no selfishness, no thinking about the difficult things of the world. That's why today, when I go to school with my friends, I remember - those days when I went to school holding my father's hand. When I saw the ice cream man on the way, I used to say, 'Dad, let me eat ice cream. That's when dad would say seriously, 'No, eating ice cream will give you tonsils.' Today, I can eat ice cream as much as I want, no one...

                  A hard life. বাংলা পড়তে দয়া করে নিচে চলে যান👇 Human life is very strange. Allah never gives perfect suddha in human life. And when he gave, he took away very quickly. In December 1998, to give social recognition to the love of only six months, I ran away with the man I loved even though I was a student of class IX without my parents. My parents brought me back with the false promise of handing me over to the family to protect their honor. After that torture continued with me, but all obstacles were lost to my love. On March 10, 1999, I ran away from Sylhet again with the man I loved. Not a word was said. My home is in Dhaka, but I was sent to my uncle's house in Sylhet to keep it a secret from the person I love. The second time I ran away, my father filed a rape case against my husband on the advice of an influential friend. For six months after filing the case, I hid with my husband in the houses of various relatives in ...

  My friend is the story of cut tails and fat rats. গল্পটি বাংলায় পড়তে চাইলে দয়া করে নিচে চলে যান👇👇 Finally I had some kind of friendship with rat. Very good, she can't say. General relationship, of hi-hello type. When I am not in the house, the rat wanders around. Suddenly, when you enter the room, however, it is surprised. Sitting at the bottom of the table. When you look at me, I look at me. Don't escape. Suddenly, however, the movement still hides. It seems that I can't trust me exactly. However, being close to some kind of friendship, two or four words in the gesture, sometimes shaking a little hand and saying hello- this is how we are going. He does not listen to his ear again. At first I was skeptical about it. One day I confirmed. A glass trophy fell from the book shelves and broke. The word is very. On the other hand the rat was back. I understand and don't listen to the ears. (O ,,,,,,,,,,,,, he has no name. I mean I never heard. His parents must have nam...