The real warrior of time
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The times were very short. Everyone in the house was very happy. Especially during this time my parents were very happy because all their children are out, some work, some study. They are more interested in talking to boys and girls than they are when my children will come homeI didn't realize that we were out there. My parents may be very good at home, but I couldn't hold back my tears when I saw today's sceneI also went up to the road and saw my siblings getting up in a big truck and my mother started crying as soon as the car left. I said many times why are you crying ?! But I could not stop her crying. My mother then told me that my children are going to a corner of the country! I told my mother many times that Dhaka is not too far away. You can come home in two or three hours. Don't worry, they will come again. Pray for themThe only cry in the world is the cry of parents. In which there is no acting, in whose love there is no acting, in whose love there is no greed. They are parents!
I looked at the truck and saw that not only my brothers and sisters but also many people from the surrounding villages were in the truck. I stood behind the truck and the truck started moving, they were looking at the far road of the village from a great distance. Then they closed their eyes. The people I am talking about are garment fighters. They work in a garment factory. Last night there was a sudden phone call. They have to go, although they have to go until the lockdown on the 5thAlthough everything in Bangladesh is running in irregularities now, but the rules of a class of fighters never become irregularities. ** I pray for them ** They are now trying to keep our Bangladesh alive .