At first he didn't call me anything. In the event that you meet, you will say 'listen tune in'. When we used to come to see the kid - we used to sit together at noon during supper.
The discussion was "Shawon fish bowl," or "a spoon beat dao shawon" - this was the discussion.
One day he brought in his home. He stated, "This is the image of your dad in-law in this house, who is keeping it?"
"You can remain here for some time, so I have embellished this space for you." - I said.
He appeared somewhat cheerful. He, my relative, Begum Ayesha Faiz. All around took a gander at the room. Pictures of saint Faizur Rahman Ahmed painted on oiled oil on the north divider. In the internal place of Pallabi's home in the eastern divider, he has an image of himself sitting under a jackfruit tree. The book's rack close to the leader of his bed on the west divider There are three youngsters' books ... his retirement is composed by three children! She is the most elevated of the heavenly Qur'an. With some increasingly religious books. There was no abutting restroom in the house. The new entryway for the restroom was broken for him. One of the patios on the overhang - a little shaking instrument with an ottoman.
He sent his telephone to me and stated, "Spare your telephone number here. The amount you have to call! .. "
I composed my number and spared it as 'Shaon'.
Consider me daily or two in the wake of seeking. At that point I have been hanging tight for the girl 'Lilabati to come to Earth. At the point when used to get back home, dried curry cooked for me. For what reason did you realize that he couldn't eat whatever else, regardless of whether the hotcake would like to eat. When I was eating this, I at that point swelled in joy.
Joy does not keep going for me. The world isn't viewed as my little girl Lilabati. I was in the medical clinic bed at the season of death. My relative sat on a couch close to the bed By that time I began calling him 'Amma'. I had 7 days in the clinic bed - notwithstanding for multi day my mom couldn't be moved from the couch. My mom would state, "I am old, I can not serve a young lady like you. Be that as it may, I won't move from here. I will go to Allah for the quick recuperation of Bauma. "
When he returns home from the medical clinic, he is our accomplice. He arranged the house for him in the room brightened. He began to remain in the new class.
One day he called me and requested that I choose a number from his telephone. When I look to the phonebook, I am going to peruse 'Enormous Booma' in one spot. I was reluctant to freeze (he couldn't comprehend) I saw the number. When he named the name 'Shaon', he gave the name 'Huge Booma'.
Everything began to wind up various! After lunch I could have made myself arranged for my mouth and stated, "Khao Bouma" by giving me a garbage squeeze in my mouth. At night, on the bed of his bedside just as the 'pontoon vessel pontoon' in G Bangla, Kiranmala's record of bliss and distress were two. After the supper, the story proceeded with 3-month-old Nishad sitting on his bed. Toward the finish of the story, when he returned to rest,
"Try not to remain this evening, on the off chance that I grow up, at that point I won't be increasingly close to the most established man."
I dozed gesturing on his chest and rested a
little easily ... Sluggish ninitake additionally rested inside the chest. At midnight, in the wake of squeezing his feet, he would go to his home and state, "Don't stress, Booma-Ninit is OK with his granddad."
In the times of Humayun's Karkatal days, it was said that with Amma. From 'Buma' to 'Mango', I have achieved the call. I was the most insecure in New York in June-July 2012. When I got the telephone from the nation, I used to walk and converse with the Bellevue Hospital at the hall. My mom, in the wake of covering 24/25 hours, returned home in the wake of being hospitalized with her head. What's more, calling from the nation, Amma stated, "Don't lose persistence, don't double-cross ... have confidence in Allah."
Betty ... Mymensingh-Netrokona area is exceptionally enamored with ...
Shaon '..,' Buma '. ., 'Mom' .., 'Betty' ...
What occurred after that ..! Who pulled him away ..! In any case, couldn't ward off for quite a while ...
One day he said to me: "Humayun is furious with me! Why not come in my fantasies? Go to your fantasy ..? "
When he went to Pallabi's home, he continued holding Nishad-Ninit under the chest. He used to state more than once "My's child ... my granddad ..."
At the season of his last, when he hit the sack in the lab help emergency clinic, he kept his hand ... The last time he saw a murmur, discreetly stated, "Mom sees me Do not inconvenience anyone. "
I got the news on seventh September at 7am. Calling Shahin sibling, I realized that in a short time I would be brought home. I went directly to Pallabi's home. Still did not set out to see the face. One of the mindful men came and stated, to wash up, the quiet body will be exchanged from the shatra to the planned spot. He needs 4 ladies. I proceeded with his little girls. He moved his solidified body over a sheet to four individuals. At that point I contacted her mouth ... holding her turn peacefully ...
The bold young lady who had solid confidence in six kids, lost her better half in the war of freedom, got a ton of warmth from the virus hand ... what's more, I discovered bravery ... quality ... trust.
Mother, your humayun comes in my fantasy ... you came as well. What is the most joyful in that fantasy of both of you ...
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