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The baby that was born on the banks of one of the kirtankhola rivers in this solar system. The indomitable dream of a teenager to run on the horizon. The moonlight floods him. The forest makes him rude. The tide of the river is like the call of intoxication. But the colonial yoke has been imposed on the neck of the educational machine to make slaves. But the practice of a heartless religion has been imposed on his neck. But those who have been chained to dreamless reform. If you like my article please subscribe me.