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A blog with known words. |
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It is a blog where I share my thoughts with you. I try to tell you how Bengal people can write a bit. What is the magic behind it? This is the most important question. These are logically described in this blog post. I hope you will enjoy it very much. |
When I was Noughty Silvern I was very naughty in my childhood. But, one death, my father's death, gradually changed me. I understood that it was my responsibility to build my future. My mother was an educated person. But she sacrificed her career for me. Now, my responsibility is to give her some comfort. So, nowadays, no self-created ridiculous but fully thought-out conspiracy theory ever comes to mind. But, I was different in childhood and my teenage years. I draw an image of an incoming teacher on the class board with chalk. I got punished several times. But, math and history teachers appreciate all efforts. Prompt ▼ |
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