Where bamboo was being worked, men and women are also working together. Beautiful baskets, baskets, vases, lots of ashtrays. The police officer picked up the gentleman and looked at him. He said — heavy beautiful …… this time the police officer noticed the miserable people who were working in the bush and said - what did you do before?
One of them replied, "Sir, I used to beg, but the condition of Dash is bad. No one gives alms anymore, so I don't eat. I got this job.
Another police officer asked - what do you do?
I, I can't beg sir. I used to cultivate land, but I went to Dash Duiba and came to work, but where is the work in Dash, sir? I heard that Boysachinu was about to die with five goats, Maya. Sir, what can you do? So my wife, my wife works here.
A sick girl pulled the veil and saluted the police officer.
Shirin then took the police officer to the room where the woodwork was being done.
Many people are making wooden things. No one is sitting anymore. Many chairs, tables, benches, etc. are arranged in layers of beautiful wooden things. The police officer was pleased to see everything and said, "I thank you for the greatness you have shown by exploiting the poor people in this way."
Hearing the police officer's words, Ikram Ali's eyes started burning. He brought the police officer to punish some of the boys in the village but the police officer himself became pent-up in praise of the association, which is absolutely unbearable.
Ikram Ali began to rage.
The police officer said, "You have done a very good job in establishing the association." Such institutions should be in our villages, towns and ports. You really deserve praise.
Shirin said - Sir, in fact Makhlechu's brother and his companions have formed this association. We girls have just cooperated with them. Another one encouraged us with wise advice, he pointed to Ikram Ali. Malek Mia, his house servant.
Bhadralok-Ikram Ali, a police officer, raised his eyes in amazement and said, "Your house servant has helped the work of the association till now, while you have lodged a complaint against the association." I do not understand why so many allegations against an honest great organization?
The police officer bought some beautiful cane and bamboo items from the association and said goodbye. He did not even greet Ikram Ali when he left.
Where bamboo was being worked, men and women are also working together. Beautiful baskets, baskets, vases, lots of ashtrays. The police officer picked up the gentleman and looked at him. He said — heavy beautiful …… this time the police officer noticed the miserable people who were working in the bush and said - what did you do before?
One of them replied, "Sir, I used to beg, but the condition of Dash is bad. No one gives alms anymore, so I don't eat. I got this job.
Another police officer asked - what do you do?
I, I can't beg sir. I used to cultivate land, but I went to Dash Duiba and came to work, but where is the work in Dash, sir? I heard that Boysachinu was about to die with five goats, Maya. Sir, what can you do? So my wife, my wife works here.
A sick girl pulled the veil and saluted the police officer.
Shirin then took the police officer to the room where the woodwork was being done.
Many people are making wooden things. No one is sitting anymore. Many chairs, tables, benches, etc. are arranged in layers of beautiful wooden things. The police officer was pleased to see everything and said, "I thank you for the greatness you have shown by exploiting the poor people in this way."
Hearing the police officer's words, Ikram Ali's eyes started burning. He brought the police officer to punish some of the boys in the village but the police officer himself became pent-up in praise of the association, which is absolutely unbearable.
Ikram Ali began to rage.
The police officer said, "You have done a very good job in establishing the association." Such institutions should be in our villages, towns and ports. You really deserve praise.
Shirin said - Sir, in fact Makhlechu's brother and his companions have formed this association. We girls have just cooperated with them. Another one encouraged us with wise advice, he pointed to Ikram Ali. Malek Mia, his house servant.
Bhadralok-Ikram Ali, a police officer, raised his eyes in amazement and said, "Your house servant has helped the work of the association till now, while you have lodged a complaint against the association." I do not understand why so many allegations against an honest great organization?
The police officer bought some beautiful cane and bamboo items from the association and said goodbye. He did not even greet Ikram Ali when he left.