My messages to you always go well, you always leave them on purpose ... don't you?
And me? Like a fool, if you are five minutes late to see or reply to your message, how much I fill the gilt! Funny thing!
Manchi, you can't give me time all day, you shouldn't give it. I shouldn't be asked to give either.
But what do I do! You have become my habit! That is not to say that you should give me time all day long. When will you work if you give me a lot of time? I shouldn't be lying to you like that, always leaving everything here for you.
But ... still ...
Always leave a message ... Despite repeated requests ... Do you like it? That's exactly what happened last night ... that's exactly what happened!
You work ... or if you don't work, do what you do ... no problem. I have nothing to give time.
You don't have to scene my message. Now, if you ever feel the need, you do the scene scene or reply ... then do the same. No problem. How much do you have to accept and adapt to survive! He who cannot accept, cannot live.
I tell you so much all day and all night, you never find it. Of course, the madman says nothing, so no! Can everything be taken into account? Or should I?
Even if you can reply to me, you will lose, time will be wasted! Anyway ... sorry.
You don't need to see my message anymore. Speaking from the heart, I will never:
I will not mind.
Don't feel bad.
I won't bother.
I will not quarrel.
If you can be good without thinking about me, why can't I? Yes, I can. People can do everything. When I can, you'll feel bad. If you have time, you will match my words.
The living legend in Bangladesh & a true hero for our Bangladesh..... Love & respect come from the heart for him. Our loving "Mash"