Relatives are my friends

What is the manifestation of the
collision of the collision! Calling the heart of
one's
heart open the door.
Swabdhodolaya
was lying in the
hopes of the life of hope for happiness,
but he did not!
Black clouds on the horizon, and the
anxiety hubble-bubble
santarpane on life
's to crawl through.
The cloud inside the chest?
Regardless of the rain, the rain is
soaked in salt-crying and the mind is full of
happiness.
Hundreds organized by the
devolved to the poor and
spread mischief in the clamor finally
see one of the world habhatera.
Neglect in the life of a boy, who is
dragging his body in the weight of his life , is not
power-free
.
On the other side, who is
related to the
affair, the friend who is in love with him, that
he does not love the Sindhu.