When I speak Bengali, I think All around is full of the smell of buds! When I write poetry in Bengali Hyacinths are spread on the paper! When singing in Bengali I am obsessed with the fragrance of Belly-Jui! When we quarrel in Bengali Dark laughter is crushed! And when I dream, the whole thing...
When I speak Bengali, I think All around is full of the smell of buds! When I write poetry in Bengali Hyacinths are spread on the paper! When singing in Bengali I am obsessed with the fragrance of Belly-Jui! When we quarrel in Bengali Dark laughter is crushed! And when I dream, the whole thing...