Yesterday my friend got out of Unimar in Dhanmondi and took a rickshaw to go to the dentist in Mahammadpur. The rickshaw is moving. As soon as Kazi Nazrul Islam entered the road by the side of the police station building, he slowed down the rickshaw and started talking with his mobile phone in his ear. He was annoyed and accepted it. He got up, got down from the rickshaw, put his mobile phone in his pocket, looked at them and cried, saying that my father had just died. He started driving the rickshaw crying and wiping his eyes. They sat in a daze and began to ask questions. He said their home is in Mymensingh Sunamganj area. He came to Dhaka this morning leaving his father behind. They reached the clinic. Her daughter asked how much she would pay. Rent 50 rupees, I give him five hundred. He took the money in his hand and said haumau give me a thousand rupees. They pushed open the door and entered the clinic. They then became suspicious. Her daughter said in a hard voice but I will call people out of the clinic. He is out. They sat in the living room and began to think why he was so eager to get a thousand rupees? Sunamganj is not next to Mymensingh! Did the mobile phone really ring? His daughter said that she had not heard from a phone ring, a hypocrite rickshaw puller, who took away five hundred rupees. When he regained consciousness, his daughter told him that they had fallen into cheating. Let's put the money in the category of Zakat Fetra.
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