Everyone's home address is in the red diary
Keep in mind, very rainy season or any one winter
I'm leaving. Overcoats, warm gloves-
Maybe surprise or nothing,
‘What news, what do you think now? .... in so much fog
Is it hard to recognize the house? '
Where the fog,
This address is for the month of April. Then Akash Pathghat
It was very bright, in front of your house
Shalik's nesting flowers on the branches of the bud tree.
What a surprise!
There was no bud in front of your house,
Look in my diary,
This is Bakulgacha, Shalik's house next to this Komata.
When all the addresses were photographed,
Whose house are you in?
I will go to the first rain in the rain.
Kadambagan behind your house,
Flowers in my diary.
You have written very good things in your diary. Which I read. And I am very happy. The weather you are talking about. Now the same weather is on our side as well. I wish you keep writing like this and we all get a chance to read.
Thank you.