
Not long now 4 years old, is the last word with him at 8am today, said he would be home in the afternoon and evening, I will bring pakabeguna and snails. I feel very happy with the interest went to the office. I think I was restless at night and eat ripe eggplant and rice with snails. Because the boy was 3 months in my womb for 15 days. The words were not known to him to be the last word.
The man protesting the resistance could not stay that way. For society to protest, movement was nesai goal of his life. To thwart the regime's plan would wince. His thoughts were always in favor of energy efficient, against injustices.
I saw a lot of the program was its responsibility. Students overnight banner reads, phestuna write, how much more hectic! Ucchbasake saw youth. Namato not my tea pot from oven. I listened to a lot of them used to sit beside Nitikatha deepest social change. Fed them dinner, as they went out at night to kill the mole. When I would come back utkanthaya? And because the situation was not good, it was the smell of various dangers. Still to come, everyone's eyes were shining face. I understand that they are just doing their job, he has been working on a atbatrpti.
I remember that on the streets of any program, college premises sudirghara slogan slogan slogan was a far cry from a distance. I believe those who have heard and seen with the slogan dharechilo or they can not ever forget him in this life. How lively entertaining, brilliant man was, never seen fatigue. After completing all the work and come back home, I listened to a variety of issues was discussed with me.
The trend of indigenous people in order to develop and to promote the importance of the mass movement at national and local level was discussed with me.
He, s isolated movement, and to defend the national asthitbake a threat to the integrity and combative revolutionary party. Atbatyagera for him to work through, will be dedicated himself to raise employees. To create a new generation, so it was a very close relationship with students, private deep. It aims to strengthen the power of his thoughts confidence. And groups within society revisionist, reformist and opportunist trends in the fight against the martyr there today. He was a firm believer in the ideals of the great leader Manabendra Larma.
Tell me, do not break the system of capitalist exploitation and discrimination parale honors women in society can not be established.
When he says, his eyes were shining, and I listened to him carefully, and I thought this man was really happy, proud.
When I returned to the office to get some rest, washing hands, face and eyes understood reclining chair! After a while he took his cup of green would give me a cup ahead - Oru know!
The capitalist system of exploitation and discrimination in all aspects of human life has been miserable, civilization is destroying society, where women have become products. Have survived without injustice done hundreds of these measures, if they did not work, the system will be evicted? Will be abolished? All you have to work for me. For the exploited and oppressed people like the change of society to lead a proper revolutionary party. And that most of us lack. I do not have my freedom without struggle, the struggle must go.
I listened and was surprised to feel so much for the thought of this man! Just me and his children how he will spend his time. I never listened to him, I could not tell any of my material. I was happy with that, which was unfailing.
It was the perfect husband, took understand what I want more than anything. And if you were sitting next to sick frequently points to the pressing device would akupresarera feet. One was standing in front of medicine, food sourcing their own hands. The elder son's face cugacuga sick almost the whole night there. Tell me you sleep, you wake up tomorrow, I'm in the office there. Cugacuga breast milk did not hear the baby cry at night and hear the monkeys would make up for her milk. Dhaka, Chittagong or out of the country when you do not buy anything for myself and my son brought Byagabharti gifts. It was so sweet and beautiful days.
When he could go anywhere from there, to show that I am on the phone about the environment and career people eat meat. If you see something say something to eat somewhere you eating today?
Almost evening would have gone out with his Honda, came a long way back, returning to sit at the tea and ate somewhere. He was the story of the basket. When he speaks, his face seems to be falling flower. Phuriye days are gone when a smile and a story, the story that I do not know.
When you remember that day is still chest pain, cugacuga want to eat meat when it was in the womb of my winter migratory birds, which he said is the same. One day early in the morning in Rangamati katukachari whole market, not Nawa not eat four of migratory birds come home in the afternoon. Now we will have to feed him, he says uthalo Ouch What brought this on them by the law, then you'll cook and I eat I'll eat.
Hello, memories today. When you talk to her chest and it's shaken up, eyes filled with tears. I would be embarrassed'm still looking forward to coming back. Forced to chase me where to go wherever he looked in his absence. Now to answer the question I'm tired little boy ages. Dad went to the moon, why? Why in God's peace be upon him
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