Idle of Children

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Who can be a child's ideological male? Who can be the symbol of love and discipline? Of course parents. Like a banyan tree that we compare, like a umbrella, it also takes father. Parents are strongly related to the dependency of the word. Baba is hiding in the words of respect, love, dependence, shelter. To succeed every successful man, the man grew up with a lot of hard work, many sacrifices, many love, many affection, affection, shadow, and guidance. There is no defect in father's heartbreaking efforts to make children happy with many pursuits. Thinking about the future of the child, what hard work she has to father to laugh at the child's face My father forgot about his mistake. Many people do not understand the dentures as they are teeth, so how can they understand their lack of parental status? I do not have the ability to tell the parents whose parents are lacking. The father does not know how much pain, the pain, the pain of losing the father. They understand what Father is like.

Father You're gone, you have to leave. As others leave it. Do you remember the crossing day? I do not have to. Nobody remembers the earlier words. Dad, did you notice a thing? How big is your little boy today? It's been too big. Not so big anybody's eyes. Do you remember the day you left? The environment seemed to be burdensome. Your little boy does not understand the significance of that burden, does not understand the pain of losing loved ones, why do not everyone cry so much. She is frozen-hung-speechless. Just watching the Phal Fal But wonder, when your body is nearing the house from the city, your favorite domestic animals scream. The shade of mourning came down in their home. The heart of the corrosive cry also crying. But I think this is without thinking. Do you understand how much you left me? I understand Now understand I try to fail to find out. To find the cry of death, in the light of the pairing in the dark night. Jana Baba, sitting near your grave, sitting in the pond of Puurghat, you sit near deep night. You will meet with me, I will talk. Tell me how I am. How is your son How was it going to be It hurts hard, it hurts hard for your son. She is still desperately looking for a little happiness, Shyamalaya, a little affection, love, love. Peace, joyous atmosphere. People of the beautiful mind are the flock. Above all, a position. I know if it was you would have been. Because you are the symbol of dependency, the father you are. 'You are the beginning, I am Sara / you have wings, I have water / you sit, my movement.' I wonder if the father! That's the truth, this is the reality. Your journey started in the upper side, because of me leaving Sarah is my I'm moving. Always run it. I do not know when it will end. You have followed the path that you thought you would follow. Still the heart has been wounded by thorns. The funny thing is, I did not do it at all. Neither neighboring or mate-partners Listen to those stories? Come on a full moon night, in the pond of the pond. I will not tell you the words,

MD HUMAYUN KABIR