My Bengali voice

Dear Mili, 
last night was sleepless incomplete imagination of a sudden my eyes, 
sleep eyes, I saw the cell phone to keep his hand 
in a strange note inbox! 
Eye buliyei realized later sent to you.
Many months have passed since the new number in your note! 
Thinking of my eyes across the great surge Surge !

Three days passed,
Meghalaya fog white handkerchief, and not moving.
Someshwari transparent water fishes have not seen!
Kuranira team still does not stop the rock! Their life is!
I think all is going well, after reading your note,
I just can not.

I sent four notes
seemed as small as a letter.
I know the house, the guest house and the roof of
the tomb of dishes being queen is going to cut off your golden days.
Athaca
dreaming of one day being self-reliant;

You wrote, soft springy both hands like a stone
uneven spent a slap, the concrete invisible!
Idling filled with sleeping on the
job and the kind of work you gave muthote now,
day by day, your wealth is lost.

Ml,
having forgotten the name of another proud!
Abhimanakei bolster the idea that you are involved in.
Your mato
hills of Meghalaya substitutions have to be proud of today,
on the accumulation of the clouds, obsolete.
Tilatila to the accumulation of pride,
is gradually engulfed me leave you ,
explains the feeling
is spreading across pale eyes close relationship with heat being forecast.

You wanted to know whether I am good?
Ml, hard-as well as the lie is hard to be forgotten!
Cigarette left in the hope of a better,
badalechi place, room-door, left the company
without holding himself bound routine
could not be better; I do not know, maybe.
Nimaidara memasaheba or cry when you read godhuliya comes,
I turned away from the foot of the soil,
increased pain when Erich segal love story.
Ranikham of the church, chimacham river, in front of all of Ramakrishna Math
false played well and try to stay Let.
Gangasagar, Jharkhand palolama beach or
feet and do not leave anything of all the evil!

I was born like a stone in the eyes of aksarajibidera
Are you better, and you want to learn?
You may say to yourself to have a good-bad,
maybe so! But to whom will speak to yourself?
I have a good view of the sky to the same.

Sometimes I think you wrote your heart becomes a cloud,
like you, I was asked to find out whether
that is true as the sun, delighted to be with you, I think I got blamed,
blamed the old thinking about what will happen
to those who did not suit do not cloud the mind.

No one may ever going to get, R maybe I
am upset about the open sky.
I know the thoughts I love you Love amcara brush,
birahi punk tunes; With some tragic Bugle goes on there.

Putting us in the golden pages of all the memories of that time in prison today.
Hyanlate yourself think,
nowadays mukhayaba see somebody like you go running,
like the rabbit teeth, the smile
that you understand this!
Now I've come to the golden era of the lost stone.
Stone under the eye as melatei pains.

Anubara slavery in every moment of time is going to
continue to try to forget the defeat well
be suffering from fear.
You have to think back to take the money, but I do not have a life like that,
little by little, are being sold at the time.

Ml, I do not know why tomake 
very deep, very secretly, behind the scenes, 
but you would think that my pidima, 
in the light of my own. 
I'd never written guarantee that the 
money is just as obsolete hid a chest pocket on the side 
just to say today, let the joy of the earth thy crown, 
which merged in thee, let my happiness, 
you become kusumbharani be, 
your world, 
your Gahine.

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Date:
19 January
Susang city. Uilakinsana Road.