about friends Relation

about  friends Relation 

  writer  Jasmin malik

To friends ...
"I have many friends who are important to all aspects. Broke in wealth. Capacity hugs. Sakhyatara with many of them want me, want me., But their practice occurs. They always like to think of themselves as superior. Rilesanata that it resiprokala does not want to understand. because I lose interest in them., I am very worth relationship. real life friendships as virtual world., I have not ever lost a relationship with someone., I have decided to consider all aspects., so sometimes I do not think I did not try. if I have any visible openly acknowledge mistakes., but if you want me to hit someone if you absolutely can not return to her. others automatically move gone wrong., I think friendship is like the mind , is not at the location. a powerful Whatever the importance of friends, to friends of the same importance to me. 

I had two friends named Jalal and Mohsin. After arriving at my friendship with Jalal was. Jalal was the book business. My son has his back to the sun that so many books insect Jalal had enormous contribution. Sunrise over the two years since the book was to him Jalal. Well, as big as the sea Jalal. She showed me the two economies. My first book was even out of the lid and also arranged Jalal Publishers. When I was in the university is often due to the movement were to leave, he would have me Jalal, did eat, day after day. Jalal was a selfless love, to clarify.
Mahasinao just so. He was my first patramita. Friendship from there. He was riding in a drug store salespeople. He was too much going on. Would gain commission. I am Barisal. See every Super League game came on. Mahasinera would come. Mohsin was hard fans in Chittagong. Too. Have in mind when playing with the Brothers Union fights took churechila police with tear gas. I had to take it day by Mohsin chest. Police home ate, what I really needed. We went together, ate, hesechi, saw the movie.
Anywhere I decide what to do about them. They come across my heart. I do not skimp on their ability duphota tears. What they have now? Once again I get back to the friendship? What will be seen again? "

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Twenty-five years!
"I speak frankly about my own, so do not put your drum, my childhood, my adolescence, also helps me, I speak about my not paoyagulo. Anywhere I decide khuuba general. But the remarkable experiences of my life. That I want to share with my friends. Like many others, I did not say that anywhere I decide I landed, I was born in Dhaka at Baridhara. I was born in Barisal, Shading, manorama an environment. Where the pond was, trees, playgrounds were, dense forest, bamboo columns had been shed, paddy land, the straw was scaffolding, pigeons and grig digit was, in the light of the moon. Were siblings, were mates play. There was a lack of, were strained, was the rule. Love and Maya were bonds. I was intrigued. Was whether. Was all. And the mother.
Many questions as I like Will? Interesting questions. The answer, as I am very pyasoneta parents. My children know that I am a passionate, romantic type of the parents and the GIT. They focuses on my emotions. As the husband of my byarthatai more. In the corner because I can not help. I was very Bohemian. Turks. The boys were able to figure out that I can not jinisita abroad. It is the work. Alright, I can do it. That is why the pressure is more than jasmine. She knows I'm helpless without Jasmine. So I want to put into the embrace. I loved to read. Wrote an inbox, you have a lot of writing involved in Jasmine. Your mind is correct. He has filled my life. This November, we are going to be twenty-five years ... "

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