Everything can be defined in a certain set of words, but hardships can not be given to any particular comprehension. Because trouble is something that is different from person to person. Foolish people may know to disturb others. But nobody ever knows to cheat anybody. For the sake of crying, very much is enough for everyone. There are some scarred wounds hidden in the chest, some incomplete constructions, bhangachora gharshali houses, each have their own sleepy nights, which are to be kept forever as a nick, in a tender greasy garden To hide only those who are hidden, they are left alone to keep themselves secretly
