My short life story:

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Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh

                     A short life story

 It's taken from my real life.

 Growing up from a young age, I did not understand the caress of my father. Because the father left this world before he understood the caress of the father. My father died when I was one and a half years old.

 Shortly after that, my grandmother wants to marry my mother for the second time. Before my father died, my mother told me to look after my son. Based on that, my mother insisted that she would not get married for the second time.

People will make me big like people. If no one agrees to listen, he will have to remarry. Needless to say, my mother was 18 at the time. And it was very beautiful to see. So everyone was shouting that this girl will not stay at home for long, I understood that she ran away. You can understand how much the people of the village are talking.

 So my mother fled the village with me and moved to Chittagong. The battle of life began.

 My mother was the first to come to Chittagong and work in a pepper factory. I had to leave home alone and go out with the kids in the neighborhood. One day I got lost and my mother went crazy looking for morning and evening. He finds me at one stage of searching and from then on my mother left him to work in that factory. I will not do the work that my son will not be with me.

 So what do you do now to find a job as a housemaid. I am not ashamed to say. My mother was a housemaid. Although at that time there were five or six working people in our house. And the wife of that house or the housemaid of another house.

 The story beats the story of the movie even though I can't write it neatly. Anyway, as the day went on, I said before that my mother was very beautiful to look at. So the boy of that house liked me. She wants to marry him, but her mother won't. He also escaped from here.

This picture was taken on my phone

 Then there was no work in another place where the people were very good. Honored to be my own daughter with my mother. And me his grandson. To caress so much then they realized why we came from which family. This is how the day went. I also grew up.

 I like to play cricket. Meditation on cricket started.

This picture was taken with my team's DSLR camera

 Then came the opportunity to be admitted in BKSP. I got admitted after training. I played very well in BKSP and played under 19.

 It was an accident for me. I fell from the fourth floor and couldn't play anymore. What should I do? I went abroad and spent three years.

 I came and spent some time with my mother for three months. I went abroad again.

 Exactly 21 days after my departure, my mother left me and left this world to kiss me. The story of the orphan began. It seemed to me that the world was empty, that there was no such thing as love in the world. All my relatives love me because I have foreign money. As soon as the foreign money ran out, the real look of all the relatives started coming in front of me. And this is how I am spending my hard days now. I will say one thing when God looks up at me,

This picture was taken with my phone's camera

 He who does not have a father does not have half the world, he who does not have a mother does not have the whole world

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