The Ratuls have rented a house in a very old alley in old Dhaka. They haven't met anyone around yet. After fixing everything in the house, Ratul is now a bit rested. The first day he climbed on the roof was around 12 o'clock. He looked around and saw a girl standing on the roof of the next building with her head bowed. The building next door was so close that she could go to the roof with a little effort. I was a little surprised to see. But he dared to call, this is what you are hearing. The girl did not respond. Instead, she remained the way she stood. This time Ratul called a little louder. Now the girl looked. Ratul said, sister, we are new to this building. Name Ratul. Your name? The girl replied softly, Nidhi. Ratul, oh, sister, why are you coming to the roof so late at night alone? Nidhi, come every day. It feels good.
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