I remember many times of Vijayjara today sitting on the water, I remember. Where is this river, where the water came today! His life is so! At the age of the "swing swing duluni", he stitched a stitched house Came here What is the marriage of five year old girl? However, it is very good to wear a good quality wines. That's the nose document at the age. Dragged, a pair of earrings, the daughter-in-law of her in-laws, was killed in a jaggery by a young girl. Wisdom counted seven seven days, because his kishor's bride repeatedly shook the document. At the end, a pair of feet was broken and its value was broken.
How do I remember the blessing of victory? He is the son of a Kish It was his home in the house. But | How quickly did the game run out of them. After a year of marriage. Bijoya's husband went to work for Brajmaehon zamindari of Kishan. In the village of Bair During the crossing of the river, he died in boats. She At the age of sixteen, the lawfulness came in all the decorations of the Victory, happiness and happiness. He is also nearly year-to-year. Previous words White Thanakhani has become one with leather skin. Yet, the great eighteen youth are trying to break out all the fences in the body.
The house was filled with bora dhara and then sit in the Tagore building. He is on foot, he knows the scene at home. But the conquest is heavy. It looks helpless. Puja of this house with the legality of the past eight years Watching But this year a new wife is like all. It's been over. The new wife is naturally arrogant in beauty, her husband Sahagini above. He has seen the victory from the hollow eyes. Even though he is in the house, no one looks at him Do not see Nevertheless, this sight is bruised, Where to go The winner reminds the winner - "You do not have a husband, she does not have a husband, she does not have happiness, she is not there, yet she is a woman, she is roaming in front of her husband, and she is walking around in front of her husband, because of the age of eighteen years of poverty, and because of the greatness of her life.
" Strong self-styling repeatedly revolves - "Woe is the age of eighteen years of age, because of the ruthlessness of living." The daughter of the house, Baura Kuradalane came up and embraced her. At the end of the festival, the whole house started in the village of Siddurkhala. Vijaya did not go to Thakurdalan, the widow did not stay in the well, and again the sindur khela For a couple of times, he saw the whole house, broken down on the building, from the village Rusty faces Bijoya then towards the gaala. That part is silent, there is no one. Suddenly, who was behind the gaelligar Came. He came out early and saw a new wife there, along with her husband's house.
Vijaya will go away once thought, but the feet should be rooted in the tree trunk. . At the time of the new wife, a scorpion was scratched. The new wife then shy face After all, a strange fire started burning in the fire. The goodness that no one has ever received, the goodwill of that goodness is in front of the eyes. Slightly nude, suddenly two people are slowly intensified in a quiet corner, they do not know that the third person is taking with the hungry eyes. . Vijaya did not cross. From the deep in his mind, that old. The sound of shouting began to deteriorate - "Woe is the age of eighteen years of age, because of the ruthlessness of living." Bijoya is standing in front of the water. The river full of autumn is full of tactics. Bijoya has been wearing jewelry today. Some of the heaviest weight of the day is getting brighter on its white liner. The limbs are faded. Siddure is going to Sidur. His life saheg - Sirdur's sense of gratitude and not. The brown face of the victor became bright red. Vijaya seduced today by not being able to find all of the past. In front of the Ruposhi river, pushing the duhata to the leader's call. Bijoya tied up the water, the water gradually dropped down deeper. . . . Vijaya going to one of the states. There is no regret, there is no self-indulgence, not to die a little bit in the name of survival of everyday life. Vijaya from the state can only hope, after the future winners of the festivities, they will be able to live with the husband's sahag. None of the winners will die in the afternoon.
