Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim All praise be to the great God,
Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu.
How are you all? I hope you are all well by the infinite mercy of the great Rabbul Alamin.
Alhamdulillah I am also very good today I will share a story with you The name of the story is a time that changes people, time
It is normal to change people.
You all know that people change with time but one thing you have noticed is that time does not change people in a hurry but slowly changes a person. It is unpleasant but it is absolutely true. I think you will like it very much.
The girl who couldn't have seen me for a minute, it's been a month now, she doesn't talk to me anymore, she doesn't come in front of me anymore, just like maybe Anamika has changed, over time Anamika came into my life suddenly No, one day he will suddenly leave you. I fell in love with him a little too much because my mind was not in the mood and today is a month since he got married and he left me suddenly.
I have no regrets about it and he has left me for his happiness I never think about it but the money in my chest seems to be a little too much dhukbuk dhukbuk dhukbuk dhukbu dhukbu dhukbu dhukbu dhukbu dhukbu dhukbu dhukbu Either I will die.
I haven't slept much for a while at night. I sit alone in a corner of the yard. I look at the sky and think to myself that the moon in the sky is probably just like me. I don't want to say so I talk to the stars of the night sky by myself but they don't answer my words as if they are silent. Even if they don't answer, I talk to them because they are the only friends in the sky who are listening to me now.
I met Anamika when I went to submit the form for the first year of the degree. It was very hot that day. I met her for the first time that day. It was so hot that day that I was very thirsty for water and I forgot to take water from home and I didn't think it would be so hot anyway.
Anyway, the girl gave me the water bottle. I also opened the lid and with a sigh I realized that it is not an animal. It is cold drinks. Then I got embarrassed and held the bottle in her hand again. I said I don't drink so many cold drinks.
Then the girl laughed and said, "Hey, what do you say? The situation is already bad in the heat and if you play a little in this heat, there will be no problem. You eat a little more."
Anyway, I fell under the pressure of the girl and played a little more. Our conversation ended there like that day. I thanked her and went home. I know why since she came home, her smile started floating in front of me again and again. It was very nice when she was smiling.
Anyway, since then I have been thinking of going to college. I used to spend every day with the dream of going to college. I went to college for the first time. When I entered the college gate, I met the girl again.
Suddenly he looked at me and smiled and said how are you.
What else can I say? Alhamdulillah, I'm fine. How are you? He said yes, I'm fine too, Alhamdulillah.
Then he handed the bottle to me while talking and I smiled at the girls and said no.
Then maybe he smiled softly and said, "Hey, you are ashamed. Why didn't I tell you that day? If you play a little, nothing happens. I know that they hurt the body a lot, but I know why I want to eat them, so I eat a little."
At his insistence, I took the bottle in my hand and took the lid in my mouth.
I looked at him in amazement and it was as if he was falling to the ground with a smile. I was fascinated to see his smile because when he smiled, the toll fell on his cheek and I looked at his smile with a smile.
What else can I do? Seeing his smile, I laughed unknowingly.
However, the smile of a meeting stopped. Even after the smile stopped, he extended his hand for a handshake. Then he said, "I am Anamika."
What else to do after the handshake and I said Abir,
Then he said, "Can we be friends?" I said, "Of course not." Then he suddenly said, "Then we will tell each other you." I said, "You have to say yes. But you have to say yes." I told him what else to do in front of him.
That's how my sister's friendship went on and on. About two and a half years later, our friendship and love changed. I went crazy for each other. I loved her like crazy. I wouldn't have slept at night if I hadn't seen her one day. It's been a month now and he's talked to me over time.
Someone started ignoring me for a month. I changed a lot. I didn't do the class properly. I didn't come to the class. I was not surprised but I could not understand my own mind. What should I do? The person I loved more than life left me today and the mind in someone else's house never accepted it.
About 21 days ago, a call came from an unknown number. Despite my reluctance, I received the call. After receiving it, I heard from above how Abir's hair stood on end.
I said I'm fine somehow. How are you? He told me I have a talk with you. I'm married. My son lives in Sweden. I will leave for Sweden in a week's time. I became a living corpse as if someone was taking my heart out. At that time I was trying to keep myself as normal as if I didn't have the mentality to keep myself normal. I still had the courage to ask him if you were lying to me or if you were really married. He told me that he was really married.
Then I said good luck to you then I will never see you again and he said yes I will never see you again then I asked him if I had a question then he said yes tell me the question then I asked him I asked very seriously if you could leave me and be good. After a moment of silence he sighed and said yes I can be good without you.
Then I sighed and told him, "You know, Anamika, I have dreamed a lot about you. The time I spent with you is still floating in front of me like a picture. Whatever it is, be good with your groom."
He said, "Okay, then I told him again. Anamika, listen to me. It's been a long time since I've been invited. I would be very happy if you gave me your wedding invitation."
Even after that I hung up the phone as if my chest was bursting. I wanted to give my life for myself. Then I heard a sad song.
::::::: My drug bottle is in my hand.
:::::: My drug bottle in my hand, my eyes are touched by two red lips, dear morning,
::::: ;; The house is full of my smoke filled with poison 1 gran, not with smoke and this is not arrogance,
:::::::: I put a fan on the boat of intoxication with passion, I got drunk and went in search of my beloved.
::::::::: I put a fan on the boat of drugs with passion.
::::::: DSLR's Gaza thong My bed black and white smoke now laughs and mud,
:::::: The black and white smoke of my bed is now smiling and muddy.
:::::: Your memory is moving in the door of the mind, no one knows the closed room, screaming,
:::::::: I put a fan in the boat of intoxication with passion, I got drunk and went in search of my beloved,
:::::: I put a fan on the boat of intoxication with passion, I got drunk and went in search of my beloved,
In this way the lives of thousands of boys are ruined,
This happens every day in this society.
If there is any mistake in my writing, you must look at it with an apologetic look,
I wish you all the best and good health to the great Lord Almighty,
Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu.
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