The thoughts of the state have come and overwhelmed him
In the head. With a pause of a few seconds
Jhajalo voice rang again
The calling bell. I know why
He does not want to. An unknown fear
Surrounded him. But why, what
He did, questioning his own mind
She. Have I committed any crime?
So why am I getting smaller in fear?
No, I have to keep my morale up now
Will. Naturally now my most
Big friend Suddenly he started talking anxiously
He regained consciousness. Slowly out
He is walking towards the house. Electricity too
Gone right at that moment. Some time
In between the house became like a mortuary
In dense black darkness. Absolutely silent
All around, the word to is not up. Guy
Sumir has straightened his hair.
How the head turned. After a while
It seems that vomiting will come up soon.
The body seems to be numb
Going. Gradually a hairy hand like his
Coming forward, obviously his
The subconscious mind understands that. Throat
She wants to leave.
But even the slightest energy is his now
No more in the body.
According to some, he grabbed the ground
Heading towards the door. A little
A few hand paths are now infinite to him
Desert. By no means near the door
If it could be reached, a speed could be made.
He grabbed the door in the dark with his hand
He fell. Just to pull the latch
Half of the finger was cut off. She
This time he cried out, "Aye, death."
Howl At that sound like lightning speed
The electricity came back.
His whole finger is floating in the blood.
The whole wrist has turned red. Murder
Just like someone's hand looks after
That's it. According to some he is handkerchief
Pressing the door immediately
Opened. One ran home
Out. But the same? No one. The door
There is a letter in a small envelope next to it
One. So who came to him?
To mass all the unknown questions again
Stays in his head. It's okay to be crazy
He is passing the previous moment a little
However, he still has the ability to understand
Working in the brain.
From the tubewell in front of the house
Wash your hands and wrap a handkerchief
He took the envelope in his hand. No address
No writing, just glue. The envelope
He was more afraid than surprised to open up
Too much. A large piece of white paper
Written with red ink in one corner
"Be careful." Besides nothing else he sees
Didn't get it. Somehow put the envelope in the bag
He started walking.
With the edge of the sidewalk being frozen
Sumir likes to walk. Unknown
It feels good to walk aimlessly
His. But today's path is unobstructed
No, he has to go to the specific one
To the destination.
Walking in random thoughts
Absolutely when we reached the bus stop
Mass noon. Stopping a local bus
He looked up. Empty back
One by the side of the fallen window
The seat became his mind. Sitting alone
If so, at least a little would be good
I noticed that the car started moving
Couldn't go. Anamne was looking outside
She. I remember Shakib again and again
The look. Tears well up in my eyes
Through his eyes. How sweet are all the memories
There's him! Shakib, never again
Will we not meet? You can
What to live without me? You can
The questions repeatedly hit back
Doing his tender heart.
At the sound of the awkward horn of the bus, he regained consciousness
Sumir. The bus came to a crowded stop
Stopped. Countless like ants
People are crowding inside. Sumir too
Began to feel uncomfortable. Even then he
Now he is looking ahead.
The man standing next to the gate
She looks very familiar. That's right
A brown shirt like Shakib
He is standing with his body. Very hobby
Newmarket birthday dress
He bought Shakib from.
He liked the man from a distance
Keep trying to see. Upset
Eyes are pulling him over and over again
To the front. Suddenly in the man's eyes
His eyes fell. Yes, at a glance
He is looking. He is like his own
Can't believe the eyes. She
Is what you are seeing true or a dream
Only. Will he believe or not
No? As far as the bizarre question of the state is concerned
Crowds on his head. He knows why
Can't take my eyes off. The man too
He is looking at her in the same way.
This time Sumir pushed the crowd slowly
It keeps coming towards. As close as he is
Coming, Sumi has the same look
It is becoming clear