If ever You and I will fulfill all our dreams together If ever You will hear everything without me saying anything Then our path will become one You will have a warm touch in the palm of my hand That day Why do you think the world today is incomplete without you? Why today the thrill of first love is unsaturated without you? That's a spring to spend next to you And the handcuffs of magic involved in the breath of love- I still cry every night If ever Only you and I are at the beginning of the end I will lose again in your faith You will return again that day As before, from behind, roll your eyes and say- Tell me who am I? Once again I will be swept away by the flood of your sweet smile The day these memories will be erased, The heart may be satisfied I know that day will float in the eyes The last scene of life.
Abir closed the diary by writing so far. A lot has been written, but for whom he is becoming someone else today, someone else will write something about him from today. Just something like that No, it is an inaudible cry from the depths of Abir's broken heart. Maybe a new poem about him will be written about him, or a few love moments wrapped in the same sheet where he is. Find your paradise in the blue of someone else's eyes. It was about 2 o'clock at night. Abir is still not getting any sleep. The real reason is that even after hundreds of insistence, my mother could not swallow the medicine at 8 o'clock tonight. And the mental reason - today is Anila's wedding. Abir sat up in bed ignoring the unbearable pain inside his head. PC went in front of the table and opened the laptop. Nowadays it is often ‘Bypolar’ Disorder’ He did small research on it. This is not the benefit. Everywhere you look today, the tide of protectionist sentiment is flowing. A lot with medicine Its existence can be covered up for a long time, but who cares if the drug is released? " The first time I read Abir's word 'Ajiban' I was scared. Anila did not accept this reality by fighting with the whole world with one hand Waiting for 4 years of continuous study to be established until a boy is established? This girl who lost her father has been suffering in her mother's life all her life, what would she want to take care of a sick boy These nightmares vanished in an instant when Anila, sitting in Dhanmondi's Ridbiz shop, put her head on Abir's shoulder in the half-light and half-shadow one evening and said in a simple voice-
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