Why people live like dolls
Mud clay dolls
When I was very young, I used to make dolls out of clay. Just like yourself, the doll's hands, feet, nose, mouth and loose hair on his head. And the coloring of the song, even the making of his shirt with the piece of cloth was completed exactly as I wished. Back then, I didn't have much experience in my childhood, I didn't understand anything, I was engrossed in toys. Then I started to grow a little bit slowly. The style of play was changing, football was ever playing cricket, Hadudu was playing a lot of things. Then the habit of playing on the field was no more. I became very addicted to writing, I used to start reciting poems and rhymes about everything I saw in nature.
From that writing habit today, the desire to write something about the life of the doll arose. When I was a child, I saw a neighbor's daughter. Someone took her in her arms and said that she was like a doll. Then I thought I had a doll. If there is no similarity with my doll, then why did you say it is like a doll? This question was not answered or understood. But in the twisted way of life, the diverse world has given me answers to many questions. Just a few days ago I fell into a deep sleep. I was, suddenly the mobile rang and rang. Waking up, rolling my eyes, I received the mobile phone in my hand and said hello - who are you talking to?
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Someone from Opash said in a feminine voice, "Brother, I am a doll." I got up and sat down to hear the female voice! And I kept saying that I did not recognize any doll! He paused for a moment, then said again, Brother, I'm that doll. I was your classmate. I was your neighbor! My elder brother's name is Shah Alam. I didn't recognize him for so long, because he is a very familiar face to me, we went to school together. I played sports as a child and traveled a long way together.
The life of the doll was a history of cruel pain, the doll looked like a beautiful fairy with cut wings. As soon as anyone noticed, besides marriage, marriage proposals started coming. Due to her very beautiful magical appearance, Ghatak's line got stuck and marriage proposals started coming every day. Although the doll's parents do not want to get married, the doll's parents agree to marry at one point at the insistence of the parties. Due to that, marriage is a doll's life - doll's life was going well for some time after marriage, but that good did not last long. Within a few days, I found out the cruel story of the doll's life.
Her husband was a drug addict who tortured her every day. Being my neighbor, I kept all the news. My classmates had a good friendly relationship. Seeing such misery in his life, I had nothing to do but suffer in my mind. One day I saw my husband's beating and he came to my father's house with a bloody body. Seeing his condition that day, I got a lot of trouble in my mind, there was a storm of tears in my mind and I couldn't say anything to anyone. I was just sobbing and crying alone. After a while, she got divorced with a child. Seeing the misery of the doll, I could not comfort my mind at all.
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The doll is so beautiful that another boy has a love affair with the doll. A few months later, the doll got married again. And a few years were spent with that husband. After a few years, a new storm started again, the character of the doll's second husband came out slowly, he was also a drug addict and a smuggler. He was addicted to getting married. When he saw a beautiful girl, he forgot about it and got married. And trafficked to different places. The doll knew the news. The doll told her parents everything. But he couldn't believe it, the doll's parents - the doll in a very helpless tearful voice, one day tell her parents not to save me and they will kill me.
The black market of drunken drug addicts, getting married with love and leaving the previous husband, no one wanted to believe the doll. The doll was forced to return to her husband. The doll did not return from her father's house. The doll has been missing for many years now, the doll has not been found for many years. There have been many cases, the husband of the doll was arrested. Made a doll documentary on an ex crime show on Banglavision, but where is the doll? No one could find that. The mind cries for the doll. Bleeding begins inside the book. I crawled towards the sky.