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Kakima

October 29, 2008 0 Comments

Sabe madhyamik exam sesh hoyeche, kakima phone kore deke pathalo. Ma baba amake kakimar kache jabar jannya balla. Amio jabar jannya raji hoye gelam. Kakimar kache sesh gechi takhon class six e pori. Tarpor ar jaoa hoy ni. Kakima maldha-e thake, bidhaba, kaku mara jabar por kakima rail-e chakri pay. Ek chele hostel-e thake. Jotota mone pore kakima khub phorsa ebang sundori kintu ektu mota chilo, janina ekhan keman. Kakimar bayas ekhan 32-33 hobe. Jai hok chuti katanor jannya pardin kakimar bari jabo bole train-e baba uthiye diye gelo. Bikel bela maldha station-e namlam ebang ekta rikshaw niye kakimar bari pouche gelam. Kakima maldha-te ekta sundor choto chimcham flat kineche. Darjay toka marte kakima dorja khule amar dike abak hoye cheye thaklo. Tarpor ekta misti hasi diye amar hat dhore ghorer bhitore tene ene bollo.

Ka : ki re babu tui eto boro hoye gechis? Toke ei tuku dekhechilam ar ekhan tui kato lamba hoye gechis.

Ami : bara hobo na, madhyamik parikha diye dilam.

Ka : tui tor babar moto lamba hoyechis.

Ami : na kakima, ami babar thekeo lamba.

Kakima ektu heshe ballo : ja jamakapor chere hat pa dhue ne, ami tor jal khabar ready korchi.

Ami choto ghore dhuke jama pant khule barmuda pore bathroom-e giye hat pa dhue elam. Tarpor khabar table-e bose jal khabar khete khete kakimar songe galpo korte laglam. Kakima ekta hatkata naiti pore amar ulto dike bose ache. Matha nichu kore khete khete kakimar dike takatei choke atke gelo kakimar buke, dekhi naitir samner kata ansha diye kakimar birat birat mai duto anekta beriye ache, birat gabhir khaj. Ekdam sada ranger mai. Ami khete khete ar choke kakimar duronta khaj dekhchilam, edike nijer ajante amar bara khara hoye barmuday khocha dichhe. Ebar ami sarasari kakimar dike takiye katha bolte bolte kachhi ar kakimar manar khajer rup upobhog korchi. Prachur BF dekhechi, adult golper boi porechi kintu erakam sundor mai ami dekhini, tao abar eto samna samni. Mone hochhe kakima du hate joriye dhore birat birat mai duto pak pak kore tipi, kintu tato ar bhagye nei tai bathroom-e giye khachiye mal phelte hobe, karan barmudar bhitore barata ekdam khara hoye ache. Eisab bhabte bhabte kachhi, ar kakimar songe golpo korchi. Golpo korte korte kakima chul thik korar jannya du hat mathar pichane tulte amar matha kharap hoye gelo, dekhi kakimar bagal bhorti kalo kalo konchkano chul, sada bagole ghana kalo thoka thoka chul dekhe sexer thelay amar matha dap dap korte laglo. Ami konokrame khaoa sesh kore paykhana peyeche bole khachanor jannya bathroom-e dukhlam. Khabar table theke uthe asar samay mone holo kakima amar barmudar samneta tabur mato phule ache seta ar chokhe dekhlo. Ami paykhanay dukhe kakimake chudchi mone kore khachiye mal phellam. Paykhana theke beriye ese dekhi kakima nijer ghore T.V. dekche. Ami kakimar ghore dhuklam, kakima amake dekhe muchki heshe ballo : ki re paykhana holo ? Ai bos T.V dekhi. Erpor ami khate kakimar pase bose T.V dekhte dekhte ar chokhe kakimar mai, bagol dekhte laglam. Amar barata abar ektu ektu kore sakta hochhe. Eibhabe pray ghanta du ek amra T.V dekhte dekhte golpo karar por kakima cha korar jannya khat theke neme daralo, amar chokher samne kakimar birat pachata thal thal kore nore uthlo. Kakima pacha duliye amar samne diye hente chole gelo. Kakimar birat unchu ar ladlade pacha dekhe amar bichi tan tan korte laglo. Mone hochhilo magike khate phele pok pok kore chude di kintu moner ichha moner bhitore rekhe chup kore bose roilam. Eibhabe aro du ghanta katanor por, ratri 10ta nagad kakima ballo : chal babu kheye ni, tui etota journey kore esechis taratari kheye suye por. Ei bole kakima uthe giye khabar ready kore amake daklo. Dujane mukhomukhi bose rater khabar khelam, khete khete abar kakimar maier khaj dekhe amar bara koche rod hoye gelo, tai khaoa hoye jabar por-o ami chair-e bose roilam. Amake bose thkte dekhe kakima ballo.

Ka : ki re bose achis keno, ja much dhuye ne.

Ami : na-mane-eye ektu besi khaoa hoye gelo, tai bose achi. Tumi mukh dhuye nao ami uthchi.

Kakima chair chere uthe besiner kache giye ba hath komore diye, komor bekiye jantranay much bekiye dariye ache. Oi abastha dekhe ami jigges korlam –

Ami : ki holo kakima?

Ka : ar bolis na, besh kichudin dhore komore khub batha.

Ami : doctor dekhao ni?

Ka : dekhiechi, ekta malam diyeche kintu eka eka ki komore malis kora jay? Seijannya bathata komche na.

Ami nijer ajante bole phellam : tomar jodi kono asubidha na thake tahole ami tomar komor massage kore dite pari.

Ka : na na asubidhar ki ache, tobe ajke thak, karan tui klanta achis, kal theke ektu massage kore dis.

Eman sujog ar paoa jabe na, ei bhebe ami chatpat bole uthlam : na na klantir ki ache, ami aj thekei tomar komor massage kore debo.

Kakima ektu theme bollo : thik ache tai kore dis, ami tahole komore malomta lagiye ni.

Ei bole hat mukh dhuye kakima ekta malom er tube hate niye bathroom-e dhuke gelo. Ami besine mukh dhute giye sunte pelam kakima “shi shi” sabda kore pechhab korche. Mukh dhuye kakimar ghore dhuke sofay bose T.V. dekhte laglam. Khanikkhan par kakima ghore dhuklo, ebang khate upur hoye suye amake.

Ballo : koi re babu ai taratari massage kore diye suye por, ami oi ghore tor bichana ready kore rekechi.

Ami kakimar katha mato bichanay uthe ese kakimar pase boslam. Amar sara sarir uttejanay thar thar kore kapche. Kakimar birat pacha ar pachar khaj patla naitir bhitor diye spasta dekha jachhe. Kakima lal ronger panti pore ache. Ami sex-e kapte kapte dan hat kakimar pither majkhane rakhlam, kakimar makhaner mato naram mangsala pithe amar hat jeno dhuke gelo. Kakima ballo.

Ka : ar ektu niche, komorer khaje.

Ami aste aste kakimar pithe hat bolate bolate komorer khaje hat namiye niye elam. Kakimar mukh theke ekta uuummmhhhh kore sabda ber holo, kakima ballo : ha thik oi khanta bhata. Ami naitir upor diye kakimar komorer khaj malis korte suru korlam, amar hat ta majhe majhe kakimar pantir upor diye pachay bolate laglam. Kakimar mukh diye ekta asphut gowanir sabda ber hochhe. Ami jiggasa korlam –

Ami : kakima batha lagche naki?

Ka : na na khub aram lagche, tui khub sundor malis korchis.

Ami ar ektu sahas peye bollam : kintu kakima tomar naitir jannya ami thikthak malis korte parchi na.

Kakima khanikkhan chup kore theke bollo : thik ache tui naitir bhitor diye hat dhukiye malis kor.

Ami ar deri na kore naitir bhitore hat dhukiye komor malis korte suru korlam. Hater tane naiti ta ektu ektu kore upore uthte uthte purota komorer upor uthe gelo. Amar chokher samne kakima mota mota sada thai beriye ache, hantur nich theke kakimar paye besh bara bara kalo kalo lamba chul, lal pantir phaka diye birat pachatar anekta angsa beriye ache, poder khaje pantita dhuke ache. Eisab dekhe amar bara barmuda phatiye beriye aste chaiche, ami ba hat diye barmuda samet bara chepe dhore dan hat diye kakimar komor malis korte thaklam. Kakima amake ektu thamte bole du hat diye naitita tule pet parjanta tule nilo, kakimar mangsalo sada petta beriye porlo. Ami abar komor malis kora suru korlam. Malis korte korte ami ichhe kore pantir bhitore ektu ektu kore hat dhokate arambha korlam. Dekhlam kakima kichui bolche na, kintu kakimar niswas aste aste Ghana hoye asche, kakima ekan phos phos kore niswas niche, B.F. dekhar abhigyatay bujhte parlam kakimar sex uthche. Ami aro besi kore kakimar pantir bhitor hat dhukiye pantita aste aste namiye dite thaklam, birat unchu mangsala pachay gabhir khajta aste aste amar samne beriye porte laglo. Dujoner mukhe kono katha nei sudhu phos phos kore niswas porche. Ami majhe majhe kakimar pachar khaje angul dhukiye dite laglam, jakhoni angul dokachhi kakima besh jore hishie uthe kepe uthche. Dujonei kame chatphat korchi kintu keu ar egochhi na. Ami ebar pantir bhitor hat dhukiye jei chap diye arektu namate gechi kakima hatute chap diye komorta tule abar suye porlo, phole pantita bhaj hoye gutiye anekta neme gelo. Ekhan kakimar poder pray ardhekta amar samne beriye ache. Ami kakimar naram pode hat bolate bolate poder khaje angul chalate laglam. Kakima kapa kapa golay bollo – uummhhh babu khub aram lagche re, tui ebar amar talpetta ektu malis kore de. Ei bole kakima oi abasthay ulte chit hiye suye porlo. Kakima chit hoye shutei amar chakkhu charak gach, dekhi kakimar pantita gutiye etota neme geche je pantir upor diye kakimar guder kalo konckano chul beriye poreche, ektu uporei sugobhir nabhi, nabhir nich theke kalo chuler rekha suru hoye guder chule ese miseche. Ami khanikkhan cheye thakar par aste kore amar dan hat kakimar nabhir ektu niche rakhlam. Kakima thar thar kore kepe uthlo. Ami ebar kakimar naram tultule pete hat bolate thaklam, kakima choke bandha kore ache, mukh diye sudhu uummhh…..uuummmhhh sabda ber hochhe. Kakima dan hat diye amar ba hater upor dikta chepe dhorlo, ami tao ar barabari na kore kakimar talpete hat bolate laglam. Hat bolate bolate majhe majhe kakimar bale angul chalate thaklam, ami ebar aste aste talpete hat bolano chere diye sudhu kakimar bale hat bolate thaklam, kakima ekhan besh jore gongachhe ar paye chap diye komor tule dhorche. Ami kakimar sex aro tolar jannya pantir bhitor baler jongole hat dhukiye bolate bolate hatta aro bhitore dhokate laglam. Aste aste amar hat ekta naram unchu kichute theklo, bujhte parlam amar hat kakimar guder phulo phulo bedite giye thekeche, ami kame gyan sunno hoye puro hat ta kakimar guder upor chaliye dilam, ter pelam kakimar gud rase bhije geche, ami ar deri na kore madhyama kakimar guder rase bheja khaje chaliye dilam, kakima ar sjhya korte na pere amar ba hat tene nijer maier upor rekhe bole uthlo –

Ka : ore ore …..oooohhhhh……sala harami……oooiihhh……mago aaahhh sala amar mai tipe chude amake santi de…..ooohhhh gudta khub kutkut korche..aaiiii…ooohhh ar parchi na re……..

Ami ba hat diye naitir upor diye kakimar birat mai tipe dhore dan hat pantir bhitor diye ber kore naitita tene kakimar matha goliye khule dilam. Gharer tube light-er aloy kaimar mai dekhe ami kame phete phorlam, sada sada birat birat mai, amar ek hate purote dhorbe na, golapi ranger balay tar upor saru lamba badami ranger bonta. Ami du hate kakimar mai duto tipe dharlam, makhaner mato nar maite amar angul gulo dhuke gelo, kakima du hate amar chuler muthi dhore mukhta nijer mukher upor tene anal, ami kakimar patla thot chuste chuste kakimar mukhe jib pure dilam, kakima amar jib ta chuste chuste nijer jib amar mukhe thele dhukiye dilo, dujoner mukh lalay makhamakhi hoye gelo, dujonei kame gongwate suru korlam, bes khanikkhon eke aparke chumu khete khete kakimar mai duto mayda dalar mato kore tipte laglam. Ami dan pa diye kakimar dan pa ar kakimar ba pa diye amar dan pa pechiye dhore khate chatpaht korte laglo. Abar ami kakimar mukh theke mukh tule mai tipe dhore kakimar dan bagole chule mukh dhukiye diye chat te arambha korlam, bagole chosa portei kame cirbiriye kakima bole uthlo – oiii….aahh…ah…sala ki bokachodar pallay porlam…..oooohhh…sala kha kha.. Amar bagoler bal chuse chuse kha…..oohh maahhh…..ki such….oohh sala khachhar ki such dichhis re…..uummhh…..mago …..aro jore tep….tipe tipe amar mai chire phel….ooohhh….babure….aaaiiiii….ooohhh….oohhh……..

Ami kakimar bagol theke mukh tule bonta duto chunot pakate pakate bollam.

Ami : oohh…..magi ….iiisssss……kato bal re magi tor bagole…..aaahhhhh…..Sali gudmarani…..ki sundor khete tor bagol….uummhh….

Ei bole ami ebar kakimar lamba bonta mukhe pure chuse kamre kakimake kame asthir kore tullam.

Ka : ore…ore….ooohhhh…..sala bokachoda…..ooohhhh harami bonta gulo oii… iisss…..chos..chos…chuse dudh ber kor….ahhh…..ki aram….oohh…

Ami besh khanikkhan kakimar bonta duto chuse ebar kakimar pase hatute bhar diye bose barmudata tene namiye dilam, amar 8 inchi lamba 6 inchi mota bisal barata kakimar samne dulte thaklo, barar chamra ta ektu khani gutiye sudhu phutota beriye ache, kamla lebur mato birat bichi duto 7 inchi lamba thole samet dulche, kakima kichu na bole abak hoye cheye roilo, ebar aste aste dan hat diye barata chepe dhore ballo – ooohhh…..sala ki birat ar mota tor laora uuhh…ar sala temni garam….sala ei tuku chele eto baro bara…..bokachoda…anek magi chudechis na re?

Ami konorakame uttar dilam : na re magi…..ooohhhhhh Sali tui pratham…magi toke chude aj ami chodar jiban suru korbo.

Kakima tene barar chamrata namiye ditei lal kelata beriye porlo, phuto diye sada sada joler mato beriye kelata chakchak korche, kakima ebar ba hat diye barata dhore dan hat diye amar komor tene barata nijer mukher kache niye ese kelata kakimar naram thote lipstick-er mato bolate laglo, ami ektane kakimar pantita namiye diye chul samet kakimar gud khamche dhorlam, ebar ami kakimar du dike du pa diye buker upor uthe boslam, kakima dan hat diye barar chamra upor nich kore barata khachate khachate ba hat diye bichi duto chatkate laglo, ami pichon dike komor bekiye kakimar gude dan hater madhyma dhukiye dilam, rase harhare guder phuto diye amar angul pachat kore dukhe gelo, kakimao amar kelata mukhe pure niye chuste armbha korlo, kakimar garam mukher bhitor barata jeno aro phule phule uthte laglo, kakima jib diye barar phuto gastei amar sara sarir thar thar kore kepe uthlo, besh khanikkhon kakimar mukhe bara dhukiye gude angli karar por kakima mukh theke barata ber kore ballo – oh..oohh….babu….aahh….ar parchi na ……ooooiiihhh…aahh…..ebar amake chod…..tor ei akhamba amar gude dhukiye amar gud phatiye de….ooohhh mago…..aaahhhhh…aahh….

Ami oi absthay ektu pichiye barata kakimar guder upor rekhe kakimar upor suye porlam, kakima pa duto phaka kore bhaj kore diye amar thot chuste chuste dan hat diye isaray amar komor tulte bollo, ami paye bhor diye komor tultei kakima dan hat diye amar bara ta sakta kore chepe dhore chalta tene kelata puro ber kore guder phutote rekhe ballo – ne bokachoda chap de…………

Ami ektu chap ditei kelata phuch kore kakimar rase bheja gude dhuke gelo. Kakima du hat diye amake chepe dhore ballo – ooohhh…..ki sukh ……aahhh….. Sala aro chap de…aro aro…..aaiiii…….aro jore …..sala tor ghorar mato bara…. Oohh sala gudta phatiye dhukchere ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh…………

Amar chape barata anekta dhuke geche kintu bes tight lagche ar dukche na. Ami ebar hatute bhar diye komor sakta kore kore marlam ek thap, paa….chhatttt….. Kore puro barata kakimar gude dhuke gelo, kakima citkar kore bole uthlo : ooohh….oooohhhhhh……..aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh…….maaaagoooooo…….ooohh.. Sala harami…..oooohhhhh sala gudta phatiye dili re…..oooohhhh sala madarchod ooooohhhhhhh oooohhhh sala tor ghorar mato bara diye amar gud phatiye dili re…oohh ….aahhh…..iiiissss….gudta ekdam bhore geche….aaahhhh…….. Ki laora baniyechis re bokachoda……sala chos chos harami nijer kakimar haramer gud chod….chude chude phatiye de amar gud……..

Ami : oohhh…..kakima……aaiiiii……ki tight gud tomar….aaahhhhh…..magi ki sukh aahhhh….ooohhhh….Sali khanki gudmarani aj chude chude tor guder chal chariye nebo…..

Pratham gud chodar anande ami pagoler mato thapate laglam. Thaper chote kakimar gud theke pach….pach…pachat…pach….fach….facch….fach…fachh… sabda hochhe. Kakima carhatpaye amake joriye dhoreche. Kakima anande sitkar diye bole uthlo – oohhhh…ore….aahhhh….aste thapa….oohh…oohhh…. Bokachoda tor phada pore jabe….sala anari….eto jore thapas na…..

Ami thapano thamie kakimake jiggasa korlam – tahole ki korbo?

Ka : bokachoda eto druto thapale tor phada beriye jabe, ja bolchi son, tui ebar barata tene mundita parjanta ber kor tarpor ak thape purota dhoka…tarpor bolchi..

Ami kakimar katha mato tene barata mundi porjonta ber kore marlam ek thap. Barata paachhhaattt…..kore kakimar gude dhuke gelo, kakima kame ooohhhh…. Uh….uh……ki sukh aahhhhh sala tor bara amar jarayute dhakka marche….uufff.. Sala ei tuku cheler ki birat bara….uuuuhhhh…..magooo…….ohh ei bar tui amar ekta mai chuste chuste ar ekta jore jore tep, bonta chepe dhor ar choto choto thap mar. Ami kakimar katha mato dan diker mai er bonta mukhe niye chuste arambha korlam ar ba diker maita bonta samet muchrie tipte tipte choto thap arambha krlam. Thaper chote pach…pach…pak…..pak….phich…phoch….sabda hochhe.

Ka : oh…oh…haaaa…..darun….oooohhhh…..chaliye ja…..ooiiiii….aaahhh…. Darun chudchis……ahh.eh….eh….uuuff…tene tene chos….aauuuhhhhh…..ahh… aro jore tep…..tipe chire phel…..

Ami : oohhh….kakima….chude ki sukh…..oohhh…oohhhhh…..ki naram tomar chuchi…aaahhhhh……..sala ki garam gud…..ooohh…oohhhh..kakima…. Oooiiiihhhhh……gud diye barata kamrachho keno…..aaahhhhh…….kamrao…. Kamrao…..ooohhh…..ki aram….

Ka : oohhh…..ei bhabe saie saie chod…..uuuffff…..katodin pore chodon kachhi… aaahhhhh……babu……tui chude amake mere phel….amar pet kore de……..

Ami : ooohhh…..magi…ki tight gud tor….ooooohhh….Sali tor bhatar ki chodeni toke……uuufff…magoooo…aaahhh……ah…..

Ka : bokachoda tor bara amar bhatarer thke anek bara ar mota….ooh….gud ta puro bhore geche…..barata kote darun gasha kachhe…..ooohhh….oh….oh… gud ta sur sur korche…..sssiiiiiii…..aaahhhhhh……ooohhhh….sala tor jhola bichi amar poder chule sursuri dichhe…..ki sukh mago…..bokachoda….mar sala thele thele thap mar……

Ami : oh….oh….ah…uummmhhhh……kha magi kha kato thap khabi kha…..Sali bessa toke chude ki aram pachhi reeeeee…….oohhhh magi ki kamor tor guder….

Ka : bokachoda haramer gud marchis ar amake bessa bolchis….khankir chele tor ma bessa…uuff…uuffff….bokachoda…nijer ma ke chudchis mone kore amake chod re sala bessar beta…….

Ami : tor ma ke chudi….khanki magi….dara toke maja dekachhi….gudmarani….

Ei bole ami thap thamiye kakimar mai khamche dhore komor tule suye roilam.

Ka : ki hole re khankir beta….keliye geli keno….ooohhh….bokachoda thapa… ar parchi na….uufff….sala gudta khub kutochhe…tor paye pori amar gud mara suru kor…..

Ami : age bol magi tor maa ke chudte dibi.

Ka : tai chudbi re bokachoda….sala amar 55 bacharer burichudi maa ke chude maja nibi ekhan amake chod……

Ami : khub kutkutuni tor gude na….Sali nich theke thapa….chal magi thapa……

Amar katha mato kakima nich theke thapanor jannya pa duto aro phaka kore bhaj korlo, ami kakimar du pase hat rekhe payer angule bhar diye soja hoye thaklam. Kakima du hate amar komor pechiye dhore suru korlo yala theke thapano, oh se ki thap thaper chote thap….thap….thap…..thap…..poo..oochhhh….thap thap sabda hochhe, kakimar birat mai duto thal thal kore norche, amar bichi duto kakimar pode phat…phat…sabde dhakka marche, guder chitke chitke beriye amar talpete porche, kakimar mukh theke sudu uummmhhh….uuummhh….ummhh….oohh… ummhhh…ummhh…sabda hochhe. Ei bhabe kakima pray 10 minute thapanor por theme amake bollo – ar parchi na…..ooohh…..sala…ebar tui thapa….jore jore thapa….tor puro laura amar gude dukiye thapa…….

Ami ebar hatute bhar diye suru korlam ram thap. Kakima nijei nijer duto mai tipe dhore bonta duto chunot pakate laglo, kakimar choke duto sukhe ulte geche.

Ka : ooh…oh..ah….mar mar…ooiiii…..aro jore mar…oohhh…ooohhh….ki.. Sukh..ehhh….sala…..mere phello re…..aaaiiiiiii…..ooohhh….aaahhhhhh…..uuff.. Ki madarchod cheler pallay porlam…….ooohhh…..sala…eto din chudis ni keno re harami…..ooofffff…..iiisss….aaahhhhh….aahhh….jore jore sabta dukiye these these chod amake…aaahh…eehhh..eehh….oh…

Ami : kha Sali chele chodane magi…..nijer cheler thap kha…..oh..oh…eh…ah… isss….ki sukh…uuff….gud marani tor gud phatiye debo…..magi…tor make chudi tor bon ke chudi….ooohh..aaahhh….aahhhh…..ki re chodon khanki kemon lagche amar thap…..

Ka : ooohhhh….re…..o…hh…re…..ooohhhhh…..ki sukh re sona….aahhhh…. Thap mere gudta phatiye de…..amar pet kore de….ooohhhh…..mago dekhe jao sala harami ki bhabe tomar meyeke chudche……mar mar bokachoda….oohh… chude chude hor kore de….phatiye de amar gud……aaiiiii….aarrr….parchi na re.. Aaaahhhhhh…….sala amar khosbe re….ooohhhh…..bokachoda….ki sukh dichhis re….oooohhhh…..babu….jore jore de….amar jal khosbe…….

Ami : ooohhh…..gudmarani amaro khosbe…..magi…..uff…uuffff….gelo gelo magi…..oooohhhhh…..ooohhhhhhh….

Ka : dhal….dhal…aaaahhhhh……maaa….goo..oooo…….garam phada….gude niye ki sukh….aaahhhh….sala….bichi khali kore dhal……ooohhh…..sala phada diye amar gud bhorti kore dili re….aaahhhhhhhh…..aaahhhh…….

Du jone phada khosiye klanta hoye suye roilam. Erpor ami kakimake jiggasa korlam – kakima kemon laglo?

Ka : ki?

Ami : ………..amar thap?

Ka : uuuffff…..khub darun chudechis……kalke ar ek jonke chudte parbi.

Ami : se ki go? Kalke abar natun magi? Ke go?

Ka : kalkei dekhte pabi. Ekhan ghumie por. Khub klanta lagche.

Erpar kakimake aro du bar chude ghumiye porlam.

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