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aditi2018
Trying to be honest in all activities,loving people and help them to alleviate their sorrows
Dhaka, Bangladesh
Chapter 1: Phooli
Nov 07, 2018 5 years agoEpisode 1.1 Household introduction: When my presence begins in this world I don't remember. I only remember I felt alive. I lived in a country name Bangladesh. I lived in the capital with my parents and brother. It says memory fades with age but I think my life just started from my residing in a tin shaded house with two rooms with a kitchen and two bathrooms. There was a yard in front of the house with a guava tree and a two-storied building where our land lord resided. The house name was Kusumaloy (Where flower lives). In one room we lived and in the other room some bachelor young man resided. Those uncles were too good, they eventually gave us chocolates. I don't remember several uncles but I remember some of their names such as Ganesh, Komol, Arun, Swapon.. Landlord of our house was not so generous. Two Old aged people lived there with their children and grandchildren (six months old Dola, 10 yrs old Abhi).
