Amar khub I ossosti hocchilo cheler ke niye erokom poristhiti te porte…kintu ekhon je porjonto chole esechi tate fraro r upay nei.Hotat chele jiggasa korlo…”ratre belay tumi ki koro go maa?…mane bichanay bose ki ekta lomba moto jinis niye…ki sob koro tumi…”Or prosno sune lojjay amar much lal hoye uthlo…o ro bollo…”oi lomba moto jinis ta jokhon tumi du paa fak kore gud e dhokao…tokhon oto chitkar koro keno…tomar ki bath ahoy?”Or kotha sune ebar amio aste aste groom hoye uthte laglam…hese bollam “naa sona betha paina….oi lomba danda ta amar joni r vetor dhukle amar khub aram lage…taai much theke orokom aoyaj beroy…prottek purus r mohilara I tader lingo r joni niye khjela korar somoy erokom aoyaj bar kore…ei jemon ami ekhon tomar lingo ta ke massege kore dicchi…ete tomar khub aram hocche na?”O bollo….”hain maa…darun aram lagche…mone hocche r ektu porei hisi beriye jabe”“otake hisi bole na sona….otake jouno rosh bole…ekhon theke eta bolbe
