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Winter in Kankan. Surrounded by thick fog, Sight fell a little farther. Then again Fog. Dark, white fog. . ہ ر ر ر. . Hot. . Hot. . Ten sick legs are moving together in the same rhythm. With that comes the silver plow, The health of the two cows is very bad, As much as their owner. What a knock They are trembling, just as they are trembling The owner too. No such clothes on them No, the body of their owner is almost the same Totally empty. Wear one No. . ther piece of arable land. Occasionally cows He is very upset for both of them. Cows If you look at the dilapidated bodies of the two It takes Maya. Kalim Sheikh's idea is his Cows looking at the body . Kiri! There is no force on the body! Why Kharaili?
Pulling non-stop. Escape the plow The land is torn to pieces A piece of dream. Smoky white rice Dreams. . . . . Kalim Sheikh has two sons and two daughters. The two boys got married and separated. And both the girls are married When. . Many, many days ago Baba Rajab Will be Kalim Sheikh is that long so many years Carrying the load of plow and yoke. Even in this declining time of life No rest, no fatigue. There may be fatigue, but He is absolutely reluctant to accept that . That is why he is still holding on tight The handle of life plow. . . .
What will happen if the boys and girls leave, one But Kalim Sheikh has not left yet. Whom he found fifty years ago On a stormy night. That night Talk . Kalim Sheikh was then sixteen or seventeen. Rajab seems to have contracted a serious disease Sheikh. There is no hope of survival. One day At night he called everyone and said, today His time ended at night. Of death Before he saw the face of the son's wife With "Nachimon Bewa". Nachimoner The color of the skin was a bit black. So stay Seeing Nachimon at night, Kalim Sheikh's face too It turned a little black. Until then, the sky outside It may have turned black. The beginning is intense Storm. At dawn . ہ ر ر ر. . Hot. . Hot. . Tears in Kalim's eyes. Indistinct In a voice he said, how are you? Dad. . Then the ponds surrounded by bushes on the north side He looked at the shore. Right there Rajab Sheikh has been sleeping for the last fifty years Hold on
Kalim Sheikh is a lot in this long life Lost, many He is gone. But that The black girl is still by his side. Kalim Sheikh took the helm and sat down. The fog surrounded him As if surrounded. Call Not with him, anytime Can go to the other address. Past This black girl has been his for fifty years That enlightened life The light is dim today. . Kalim Sheikh doesn't think, How without Nachimon Dinag Who will wake up in the morning? Who drinks Make a mockery? Returning from work Then who will wipe the sweat on the hem of the sari? Tireless wind in the palm leaf fan Can you do it? Jochna who is the old woman of the moon at night Listen to the story? Don't sleep Nachimanakera a moment of excitement Kalim Sheikh can't imagine. That Nachimon is slowly dying today Moving forward, but nothing Not to do. . . . . Kalim Sheikh He started sobbing. . Guy has two necks or Towards. What a strange thing! The two guys How wet the eyes are. . ! !
The sun has risen. The fog began to cut Has done. The soft sun shines all around Is slowly becoming. Kalim Sheikh too Seventy-six Jaraji stood up With the body. On a piece of soil Dew drops on the frozen drops The dots have started to dry out slowly. Start drying Kalim Sheikh is hiding in the room Both teary little eyes. . ہ ر ر ر. . Hot. . Hot Dreams never die Never stops Mass on the shoulders of the two cows Moving forward with yoke, plow. That Kalim Sheikh's dream is moving forward. Many more days with Nachimon The dream of survival. . . .
The end.