Story - The Bee Writing Of The Fire - The Cloud Dedicated - The Crafty Maya 'Plot - The Liberation War And The 21st February Special. Teenage short story .. ------- One day the poem ended the market with his father, just before the big turn came to the shop, just after some people saw the poem of poetry ..... poetry curiosity to see what is going on there ....? Pushing the crowd saw a boy in a poetic manner. Many are asking questions ... the name? Where is the house Father's name? Village name ?? But the boy is not saying anything ..... then he went to his work !! How long will it be sitting, this boy is working with everyone? ----- Maybe the boy's stomach! The shopkeeper dragged the water! In return, the shopkeeper gave two biscuits on the knife ... the boy fired! Then two glasses filled with big mug water !! ----- Poetry goes home on that day. After the evening, his sir came to take classes !! Sir wanted to say a little but Sir was very angry and could not say ... silently class! At the time of the meal, poetry said to all his mother !! Mother is always mother! He said he would meet this time to come home. It is happy to hear the poems ...... ----- Do not sleep in the poetic eyes of the night! Remember that boy! Whom he once saw, and it seems like how long he knows ... poetry will let him stay! Poetry will share him with his bat bat! The poetry and the donguli will play together ... two of them will sit on the big house guava and then sit at the pond, they will have fun. All of these things happened on the night ... ----- In the morning, brushing the poetry to find the boy! The route of the market is not too much, it takes about 15 minutes! It took 8 minutes to go today !! A lot ran !! Then searched for a lot in the neighborhood! But the boy did not meet. The school is going to be in class, he is now in class 3! Poetry in front of the house ... ----- When the poet was in the class, he remembered the boy! And remember what they thought about the night! In the afternoon when the poetry returned home after returning home !! Then a guava fell on her! Looked up !! Hey that boy ...! Then called - Poetry - Come down. What is your name? - Megh .. and your name? - Poetry .. Come on our house! My mom wanted to see you ... - Come on! If angry ?? - No, no! My mom is very good If you do not say anything then ... ---- Then the poet brings the cloud home! Poetry mother is illusion! What a beautiful Coyote eyes! Let's stay with sweet look, poetry! Because there was no playmate in the poetry ... the two would play in the match. What else did these smile? Both of them smiled, but the intensity of the poetry's smile was high .... --- From that day the clouds came to the village ... Today is about 6 / 7 is in the village! Cloud with the very thought of everyone! This is the work of poetry all in the village! That's why he loves many! If there is any special arrangement in the house then the cloud works! In exchange, clouds and poetry can eat at the stomach !! Good food is without food, except for the poetry of the poem .... The two of them are kissing ... ----- Thus 1 year has passed! The cloud is now with Ramsey! Ramija Kaka sells bellumudi! Make that work to reach the turnover shop !! 20 rupees a day and many buoys can be cloudy !! Two days a week he works in the market! Besides, if you drag the water in the big store, it will give you money to eat !! Almost everyone loves the clouds ... the cloud is now learning to count 1.3.4.9.20 near the poetry of poetry! And started to write also. The cloud meritorious students could do everything quickly !! On the top of the cloud cloud learns more ...; - One day poetry and cloud stolen bigie stole! After that on the pukurparate two people play What is the satisfaction of eating too much !! In the middle of the river, both of them were in the middle of the river two friends! The clouds were swimmer! Poetry from the far away! Moreover, the pen flower! Flowers! Would give it !!! Shapala flower kari, there was a person's food, they used to eat two together! Besides, guava in the afternoon! The dasa guacara, which is as sweet tasty as you can see ... clouds and poetry could have slept in the pond water! Besides, search for something with a dive .... Football together two! Cricket !! Marble !! Dangle! These games could be done !! There are two similarities between the two minds ... ---- One day when they were listening to a radio in the shop during the market ... Then everyone asked for a lot of money! A fear and scary work in everyone's face !! Panic or alarm ... the clouds do not understand why it is doing so. That day the market is silent! No one is talking! Not selling! Hand in front of everyone! Well, why are you doing so ?? ---- Ramiz Kaka opens all the way from the market! Fight! Liberation war will be !! The cloud heard this sound radio! But what does that mean ?? Today he will ask Sir jigasa ... what is the fight of kaka ??
One day the clouds are thinking! Looked away! Meanwhile a ship is coming! It is understandable that the Pakistani occupation force !! Who kills !! Cloud was creating a clock on the ground, one on the ground! Poetry house! The clouds made their own hay! The poetry also got the picture ... they came very close at that time !! A cloud rifle was shot !! Then let's do it with a lot of stuff !! The clouds are looking! Looked like bees of fire! Then the clouds came in the chest !! The cloud fell on the ground !! The blood came from his body and gave the soil red! The cloud was dreaming !! Poetry is coming back! They can play again! Repeat sahate many! I used to eat a lot of thistles ...... I thought sleepy eyes came down ............
While writing this, the cloud means I thought the writer was quite good! Besides, my hair had shriveled for some time! I believe you will be! If you can fill like clouds ... ..