Story of a desperate boy
Author: Md Rajjak Hossain
I am Razzak from Bhimpur, locates in Murarai region. I am a student studying
in degree second year, Darul huda islamic university; I have completed higher
secondary from government school Madrsaha board. I got 84 percentage letter
marks. Therefore, to continue my education I want to enroll in IGNOU for
degree. I belongs to poor family, my father is a farmer and my mother is an
house administrator, I have also three brothers and one namely Zayed, is
studying with me in same campus while another of them studying in Darul fauz
educational center, runs under Darul Huda.
I have a addiction of social media like face book, instagram. Actually, I want to
share you some of my personal information, I have a girl friend, her name is
very beautiful but I can’t mention her name, owing to some problems might
occurred in future. If I mention here it will not private for me, so you have to
think I am suggesting you please don’t share anyone your privacy just keep it in
mind.
So, as I told you before that I am but mere student with less quality. I should
make much of good qualities for myself; I don’t know well speaking in
academic languages because I am a backbencher. I need to take more
preparation to increase and redouble my languages skill.
How is day no more chance to talk with my baby? I am missing her so much; I
am so depressed feeling lonely as I have divorced from whole mankind. Hey
what sap? Please be happy. What’s does happen you? (I am asking myself) she
might forget me, why am I? I am the most unlucky person in this world,
running with financial crunches. What the fuck! Is going on in my life, such
tension is unbearable.
I am standing with Aman here in my classroom. Now philosophy teacher came
to the class. During the class at morning 7 o clock, she came in my mind, her
gorgeous face, I felt like something was happening…… oh my god! I didn’t
control myself I have to see her gorgeous face but alas! I couldn’t get leave.
Actually, I am the most unlucky person in this world. Does a girl will lure to boy
who is physically ugly?
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Suddenly teacher said, hey Razzak, where are you now? I replied in flash of a
second, no teacher. I am here, nothing else. I let out a smile and teacher gave
me in return. But the 45 minutes of philosophy class was boring.
Then I started again to think about myself who am I? What’s happening to me?
Why she comes frequently in my mind? Actually, in this case, I need care
because she doesn’t deserve me.
Oh what the fuck? The immense pleasure of dream about Nafisa made me
forget to go to mosque. After the congregation, I felt at sea as I would die like
dodo. Why I am missing Nafisa, she didn’t text me. My heart beats badly. Allah
makes happy her. It’s totally unbearable for me that she didn’t text me. By the
way, I am leaving no stone unturned to forget her, but her insidious smiles kill
me all the time. Why she is ignoring me since the last week?
After long time she accepted me, but her beloved mother intimidating me said,
she will kill her daughter, dangerous Bengali mom.
Now my readers, you got the name of my part of heart. She’s Nafisa Yasmeen.
In the time of custom match moving speed and killed much of enemies. I
became the winner in the game “free fire”, face book notified me that Sara
accepted your friend request.
I sent her a message hi, but she didn’t reply back, I was waiting for her reply.
Sara replied back, hey. I asked her where you from are. She replied”Kya hay
ghr jan ke kya kroge? (What will you do, knowing about my home?) I replied
back “Ghar bolne se utha ke leke nehi aunga”. (I will not elope you if say that)
She called me “battamiz” (stupid), more than hundred times, but fought with
teeth and nail to impress her and now she is my life.
Yesterday, before asar prayer I thought to go to home without permission. I
never minded all and went home. I called Bultidi, she picked up my call and I
talked in video call with my baby Nafisa Yasmeen.
Over thinking kill my happiness, again I went home yesterday without
permission. But my heart was beating higher, I couldn’t control. Here is Nasim
our class leader told me to meet with our vice principle and Aman also went
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home yesterday without permission. I thought myself what will I have to do
next?
After Jumma Namaz, I went to bedroom, and was waiting for Aman, after two
hours Aman came back to campus. Now we ought to meet teacher, we went
the cottage. We paid Salam and knocked the door, but he might be busy, the
reason he back no response. After Asar Namaz we met, escaped from our vice
Principle, But we got punishment for half a day out of the class. Now I am very
happy and took oath not to go home, illegally.
I was absent in the program. Where, students of 12 th class were being accolade
for their performance in exam. But, unfortunately I fell prey for being absent in
that program.
Therefore, without permission, I went home. Actually, it’s my wont because I
go frequently, but who knows, my luck spin will turn against me. Leave it. It
happens in student life, it’s my great experience, which my life denies to
forget. Suppose, you have done such illegal things in your collage life, then
think what amount of happiness will brought for you while sharing it to your
friends.
After Zuhar Prayer, I enjoyed Biriyani, then came to the class, I looked at
timetable, there was period of social science. I was attending the class “deep
structure”, about monsoon. The class end. I went to the library and brought
“frontline” magazine, because I saw my classmates they are very penchant, so I
took this to enrich my writing skill, learn the structures, and redouble my
vocabulary power.
I was impatiently waiting for Aman to come. Who went for IGNOU registration,
I wasn’t getting anyone to spend my time, after Magrib prayer I got Aman
reciting Quran. Firstly, I thought to share my sadness. I talked with him; he
gave me condolence that Sara will message me. Why she didn’t messages me,
she not might have the phone. Now I have to recite Quran…………
Two days later
Here is Hasanur islam my classmate. A little skirmish broke out with me on a
topic is “Bhogarpara better than Bhimpur in educational field. During the
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debate Hasan wasn’t getting any point about Bhogarpara than our Bhimpur. I
felt extremely happy as overcome him.
I am the winner of debate, announced by ALIF bros organization. Once, I was
president of our organization. “HAHAHA” I let out laugh at him. Undoubtedly,
Bhimpur is better than Bhogarpara as it is distinct for several examples. By the
way I have a birthday tomorrow.
Yesterday at night 9:30, I was impenitently waiting for my baby, but she wasn’t
active. I messaged her “hey”, please come online, I have some special talk with
you. Alas! She didn’t come; I was dying to talk with her. I want to spend my
precious time with my baby.
Messenger notified the floating text of Nishar Kazi, I opened messenger
quickly, he texted me “according to the Islamic scholars the birthday
celebration isn’t permitted for Muslim communities, because this ritual tied
with Jeasus. Refuting, I gave him the conclusive evidence that the birthday
celebration is permitted in Islam. I messaged back, according to the Hadith of
Prophet Muhammad (so) one day had fasted, and then Sahaba asked him oh
prophet why you fasted today? Then prophet Muhammad (so) replied; I have
birthday today. I convinced Nishar Kazi, the birthday celebration is permitted
for Muslims communities, but we must follow the rules and regulations of
Islam.
The night passed badly. I messaged back to Nishar Kazi, bye good night dude
nice to talk with you.
After fajar prayer, I came to the class, and recited the Quran Surah Al Rahman.
After, I opened “wathsapp” there was notification from Bulti di. She sent a
letter, quickly I looked at the letter “Hi razzak I am so sorry “I couldn’t talk with
you actually I hasn’t phone, and she wished me at 12:01 clock. My heart
became pleasant, I couldn’t believe, she wished me at first 12:01. I sent a voice
clip to her thank you baby.
Harry up! Aman I am glad for my baby she wished me at 12:01, look here………
Aman looked at the letter, and told me unexpectedly as she wished you, dude!
You are so lucky guy, because she loves you forever, don’t leave her anyway, I
let out a smile to Aman, and he gave me smile back.
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Our honorable principal sidddik hudawi announced at grand mosque leave for
17 days because a biggest occasion of EID AL ADHA. In seventh heaven all
students are enjoyed this moment very happily. Then I came to my class all of
mates discussing what will surprise their parents? It’s a great celebration
occasion of EID AL ADHA, also leave too much long some of mates will visit
their relatives. I noticed all of them sharing ideas what will do in their home,
but I am different from them. Actually I don’t want to discuss with this kind of
little thought, then I arranged a bag and decided to go home, but here our
student’s union misbah connected a programme “massile eid al adha “ under
of mufti shah jahan misbahi ,I attended this program ,after concluded then I
reached at my home , I took my phone quickly then I messaged her but she
wasn’t active about 8 hours I was impatiently waiting for her reply here my
mom asked me to visit auntie’s house, but I disagreed due to after two days
coming soon a great celebration of eid al adha. I opened wathsapp. there’s
lots of messages but I ignored at all focusing on nafisa’s message. After 8 hours
she came active and messaged me hi. What are you doing now? When you
come? But my mind was rumbling because of she doesn’t care of me. After 8
hours she texted me, why she late too much? Probably still uncertain of her
feelings for me owe to her parents gradually convinced her, actually my
emotions for her intolerable, it’s my unbearable pain in my heart, I just forgot
everything ,I need her anyway I don’t know anything. I replied back what
happen? Why you message me? I am sure you forget me. Then she replied
back no try to understand my situation, my parents beaten me, they didn’t give
me phone. I replied it’s okay I am sorry ,actually I love you forever my mom
calling me now I have to go for bath , please baby I will talk with you later bye.
She replied bye.
A call from nafisa I received but voice wasn’t nafisa’s like a women may be her
mom, hello who are you? She told me back stupid, why you disturbing my
daughter? You haven’t shame? I am confused why her mom speak with me like
that, may I am belonging from poor family, I said back listen to me, mind your
language why you torched your daughter you don’t know the constitution of
India? India is a remarkable country .obviously! You can’t force nafisa to marry
with someone without her permission, or child marriage isn’t legal. Then her
mom told me to give the phone to my parents, I disagreed sorry I can’t give to
you, then she cut the call, I was very upset her mom very dangerous.
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Seriously! I am depressed due to her parents on critical perspective, they don’t
allow love marriages, and how I will change their mindset love marriages
better than arrange marriage? I am very confused she might leave me alone.
However she loves me then why her parents didn’t give her to me? Every one
boycotting on our relationship, why they do this kind of fucking disturbing in
our relationship? They doesn’t care how much I love nafisa, I was gutted.
Definitely! I will marry he it’s my own attitude because of her elder cousin
sister humiliated me; otherwise I don’t leave any stone to marry with my baby
Consecutively! Nafisa wasn’t getting the phone to message with me; her
parents strictly restricted don’t use the phone. Till those days I forgot
everything, always felt alone, no more hopes for anything. A boy who loves
someone, but didn’t get the opportunity to talk with her girlfriend, how’s break
his heart, tears with grief, crying much of times, sleeping not at all night only
thinking about her girlfriend.
I was lurking for her, obviously! She never leave me, a call from unknown
person I received the call, astonishingly! That’s sound very familiar to me,
(hello rezzak). Exclamation! She was my baby nafisa, the sound was truth her
dismay emotion as she loves me forever, she told me please forgive me, I have
no ways to talk with you, my parents always putting me in front of their eyes,
they flogging me hardly, but I told them I will never leave razzak, beat me how
much all of you want.
I told back her; Oh my god! You love me baby, I promise you never leave you
any way, at least now I am studying after complete my course I will marry with
you, okay bye I should go now. She told me back I will never leave you until my
death, I am longing for you, and bye takes care.
Now I am at my campus, I have to go home on 19 august, because her birthday
I promised her I will attend your birthday., But how possible to go home
without any reason, which reason will help me? The night passed but I couldn’t
get any perfect reason , on Friday morning I asked my mates they helped me
with many reasons, I selected one of suitable that I need to correct my birth
certificate, this is very important reason , then I came to our teacher I got
permission to go home, my house nearby this campus, I reached at my home in
a few minutes, firstly I wished her birthday in my face book story, I was dying
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to talk with her but she wasn’t active, I condole myself probably she might
gone at tuition center , that’s reason not active today.
During lunch time, I checked my phone even she came active, she came active
one minute ago in messenger sent me hi, what the hell only hi? I replied back
call me now, I received the call. Fiercely! What the fuck? today’s your birthday
but you didn’t came online , I have promised you before may I will effort to
attend in your birthday, she told me back sorry baby , please forgive me, don’t
angry, keep calm. Then I told her its okay but its pain in my heart today’s your
birthday but you didn’t missed me, you know how much I tried to attend on
your birthday, okay leave it. So I have some suggestion to you forget
everything just restart your life with joyful, and also I am with you in every
moment in your life like husband, do you know how much I missing you? If you
need any help at least ask me I will do don’t think so, from now I am your
future husband dear my love happy birthday to you. Then she told me very
happily thank you so much, love you too………
Author: Md Rajjak Hossain
I am Razzak from Bhimpur, locates in Murarai region. I am a student studying
in degree second year, Darul huda islamic university; I have completed higher
secondary from government school Madrsaha board. I got 84 percentage letter
marks. Therefore, to continue my education I want to enroll in IGNOU for
degree. I belongs to poor family, my father is a farmer and my mother is an
house administrator, I have also three brothers and one namely Zayed, is
studying with me in same campus while another of them studying in Darul fauz
educational center, runs under Darul Huda.
I have a addiction of social media like face book, instagram. Actually, I want to
share you some of my personal information, I have a girl friend, her name is
very beautiful but I can’t mention her name, owing to some problems might
occurred in future. If I mention here it will not private for me, so you have to
think I am suggesting you please don’t share anyone your privacy just keep it in
mind.
So, as I told you before that I am but mere student with less quality. I should
make much of good qualities for myself; I don’t know well speaking in
academic languages because I am a backbencher. I need to take more
preparation to increase and redouble my languages skill.
How is day no more chance to talk with my baby? I am missing her so much; I
am so depressed feeling lonely as I have divorced from whole mankind. Hey
what sap? Please be happy. What’s does happen you? (I am asking myself) she
might forget me, why am I? I am the most unlucky person in this world,
running with financial crunches. What the fuck! Is going on in my life, such
tension is unbearable.
I am standing with Aman here in my classroom. Now philosophy teacher came
to the class. During the class at morning 7 o clock, she came in my mind, her
gorgeous face, I felt like something was happening…… oh my god! I didn’t
control myself I have to see her gorgeous face but alas! I couldn’t get leave.
Actually, I am the most unlucky person in this world. Does a girl will lure to boy
who is physically ugly?
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Suddenly teacher said, hey Razzak, where are you now? I replied in flash of a
second, no teacher. I am here, nothing else. I let out a smile and teacher gave
me in return. But the 45 minutes of philosophy class was boring.
Then I started again to think about myself who am I? What’s happening to me?
Why she comes frequently in my mind? Actually, in this case, I need care
because she doesn’t deserve me.
Oh what the fuck? The immense pleasure of dream about Nafisa made me
forget to go to mosque. After the congregation, I felt at sea as I would die like
dodo. Why I am missing Nafisa, she didn’t text me. My heart beats badly. Allah
makes happy her. It’s totally unbearable for me that she didn’t text me. By the
way, I am leaving no stone unturned to forget her, but her insidious smiles kill
me all the time. Why she is ignoring me since the last week?
After long time she accepted me, but her beloved mother intimidating me said,
she will kill her daughter, dangerous Bengali mom.
Now my readers, you got the name of my part of heart. She’s Nafisa Yasmeen.
In the time of custom match moving speed and killed much of enemies. I
became the winner in the game “free fire”, face book notified me that Sara
accepted your friend request.
I sent her a message hi, but she didn’t reply back, I was waiting for her reply.
Sara replied back, hey. I asked her where you from are. She replied”Kya hay
ghr jan ke kya kroge? (What will you do, knowing about my home?) I replied
back “Ghar bolne se utha ke leke nehi aunga”. (I will not elope you if say that)
She called me “battamiz” (stupid), more than hundred times, but fought with
teeth and nail to impress her and now she is my life.
Yesterday, before asar prayer I thought to go to home without permission. I
never minded all and went home. I called Bultidi, she picked up my call and I
talked in video call with my baby Nafisa Yasmeen.
Over thinking kill my happiness, again I went home yesterday without
permission. But my heart was beating higher, I couldn’t control. Here is Nasim
our class leader told me to meet with our vice principle and Aman also went
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home yesterday without permission. I thought myself what will I have to do
next?
After Jumma Namaz, I went to bedroom, and was waiting for Aman, after two
hours Aman came back to campus. Now we ought to meet teacher, we went
the cottage. We paid Salam and knocked the door, but he might be busy, the
reason he back no response. After Asar Namaz we met, escaped from our vice
Principle, But we got punishment for half a day out of the class. Now I am very
happy and took oath not to go home, illegally.
I was absent in the program. Where, students of 12 th class were being accolade
for their performance in exam. But, unfortunately I fell prey for being absent in
that program.
Therefore, without permission, I went home. Actually, it’s my wont because I
go frequently, but who knows, my luck spin will turn against me. Leave it. It
happens in student life, it’s my great experience, which my life denies to
forget. Suppose, you have done such illegal things in your collage life, then
think what amount of happiness will brought for you while sharing it to your
friends.
After Zuhar Prayer, I enjoyed Biriyani, then came to the class, I looked at
timetable, there was period of social science. I was attending the class “deep
structure”, about monsoon. The class end. I went to the library and brought
“frontline” magazine, because I saw my classmates they are very penchant, so I
took this to enrich my writing skill, learn the structures, and redouble my
vocabulary power.
I was impatiently waiting for Aman to come. Who went for IGNOU registration,
I wasn’t getting anyone to spend my time, after Magrib prayer I got Aman
reciting Quran. Firstly, I thought to share my sadness. I talked with him; he
gave me condolence that Sara will message me. Why she didn’t messages me,
she not might have the phone. Now I have to recite Quran…………
Two days later
Here is Hasanur islam my classmate. A little skirmish broke out with me on a
topic is “Bhogarpara better than Bhimpur in educational field. During the
4
debate Hasan wasn’t getting any point about Bhogarpara than our Bhimpur. I
felt extremely happy as overcome him.
I am the winner of debate, announced by ALIF bros organization. Once, I was
president of our organization. “HAHAHA” I let out laugh at him. Undoubtedly,
Bhimpur is better than Bhogarpara as it is distinct for several examples. By the
way I have a birthday tomorrow.
Yesterday at night 9:30, I was impenitently waiting for my baby, but she wasn’t
active. I messaged her “hey”, please come online, I have some special talk with
you. Alas! She didn’t come; I was dying to talk with her. I want to spend my
precious time with my baby.
Messenger notified the floating text of Nishar Kazi, I opened messenger
quickly, he texted me “according to the Islamic scholars the birthday
celebration isn’t permitted for Muslim communities, because this ritual tied
with Jeasus. Refuting, I gave him the conclusive evidence that the birthday
celebration is permitted in Islam. I messaged back, according to the Hadith of
Prophet Muhammad (so) one day had fasted, and then Sahaba asked him oh
prophet why you fasted today? Then prophet Muhammad (so) replied; I have
birthday today. I convinced Nishar Kazi, the birthday celebration is permitted
for Muslims communities, but we must follow the rules and regulations of
Islam.
The night passed badly. I messaged back to Nishar Kazi, bye good night dude
nice to talk with you.
After fajar prayer, I came to the class, and recited the Quran Surah Al Rahman.
After, I opened “wathsapp” there was notification from Bulti di. She sent a
letter, quickly I looked at the letter “Hi razzak I am so sorry “I couldn’t talk with
you actually I hasn’t phone, and she wished me at 12:01 clock. My heart
became pleasant, I couldn’t believe, she wished me at first 12:01. I sent a voice
clip to her thank you baby.
Harry up! Aman I am glad for my baby she wished me at 12:01, look here………
Aman looked at the letter, and told me unexpectedly as she wished you, dude!
You are so lucky guy, because she loves you forever, don’t leave her anyway, I
let out a smile to Aman, and he gave me smile back.
5
Our honorable principal sidddik hudawi announced at grand mosque leave for
17 days because a biggest occasion of EID AL ADHA. In seventh heaven all
students are enjoyed this moment very happily. Then I came to my class all of
mates discussing what will surprise their parents? It’s a great celebration
occasion of EID AL ADHA, also leave too much long some of mates will visit
their relatives. I noticed all of them sharing ideas what will do in their home,
but I am different from them. Actually I don’t want to discuss with this kind of
little thought, then I arranged a bag and decided to go home, but here our
student’s union misbah connected a programme “massile eid al adha “ under
of mufti shah jahan misbahi ,I attended this program ,after concluded then I
reached at my home , I took my phone quickly then I messaged her but she
wasn’t active about 8 hours I was impatiently waiting for her reply here my
mom asked me to visit auntie’s house, but I disagreed due to after two days
coming soon a great celebration of eid al adha. I opened wathsapp. there’s
lots of messages but I ignored at all focusing on nafisa’s message. After 8 hours
she came active and messaged me hi. What are you doing now? When you
come? But my mind was rumbling because of she doesn’t care of me. After 8
hours she texted me, why she late too much? Probably still uncertain of her
feelings for me owe to her parents gradually convinced her, actually my
emotions for her intolerable, it’s my unbearable pain in my heart, I just forgot
everything ,I need her anyway I don’t know anything. I replied back what
happen? Why you message me? I am sure you forget me. Then she replied
back no try to understand my situation, my parents beaten me, they didn’t give
me phone. I replied it’s okay I am sorry ,actually I love you forever my mom
calling me now I have to go for bath , please baby I will talk with you later bye.
She replied bye.
A call from nafisa I received but voice wasn’t nafisa’s like a women may be her
mom, hello who are you? She told me back stupid, why you disturbing my
daughter? You haven’t shame? I am confused why her mom speak with me like
that, may I am belonging from poor family, I said back listen to me, mind your
language why you torched your daughter you don’t know the constitution of
India? India is a remarkable country .obviously! You can’t force nafisa to marry
with someone without her permission, or child marriage isn’t legal. Then her
mom told me to give the phone to my parents, I disagreed sorry I can’t give to
you, then she cut the call, I was very upset her mom very dangerous.
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Seriously! I am depressed due to her parents on critical perspective, they don’t
allow love marriages, and how I will change their mindset love marriages
better than arrange marriage? I am very confused she might leave me alone.
However she loves me then why her parents didn’t give her to me? Every one
boycotting on our relationship, why they do this kind of fucking disturbing in
our relationship? They doesn’t care how much I love nafisa, I was gutted.
Definitely! I will marry he it’s my own attitude because of her elder cousin
sister humiliated me; otherwise I don’t leave any stone to marry with my baby
Consecutively! Nafisa wasn’t getting the phone to message with me; her
parents strictly restricted don’t use the phone. Till those days I forgot
everything, always felt alone, no more hopes for anything. A boy who loves
someone, but didn’t get the opportunity to talk with her girlfriend, how’s break
his heart, tears with grief, crying much of times, sleeping not at all night only
thinking about her girlfriend.
I was lurking for her, obviously! She never leave me, a call from unknown
person I received the call, astonishingly! That’s sound very familiar to me,
(hello rezzak). Exclamation! She was my baby nafisa, the sound was truth her
dismay emotion as she loves me forever, she told me please forgive me, I have
no ways to talk with you, my parents always putting me in front of their eyes,
they flogging me hardly, but I told them I will never leave razzak, beat me how
much all of you want.
I told back her; Oh my god! You love me baby, I promise you never leave you
any way, at least now I am studying after complete my course I will marry with
you, okay bye I should go now. She told me back I will never leave you until my
death, I am longing for you, and bye takes care.
Now I am at my campus, I have to go home on 19 august, because her birthday
I promised her I will attend your birthday., But how possible to go home
without any reason, which reason will help me? The night passed but I couldn’t
get any perfect reason , on Friday morning I asked my mates they helped me
with many reasons, I selected one of suitable that I need to correct my birth
certificate, this is very important reason , then I came to our teacher I got
permission to go home, my house nearby this campus, I reached at my home in
a few minutes, firstly I wished her birthday in my face book story, I was dying
7
to talk with her but she wasn’t active, I condole myself probably she might
gone at tuition center , that’s reason not active today.
During lunch time, I checked my phone even she came active, she came active
one minute ago in messenger sent me hi, what the hell only hi? I replied back
call me now, I received the call. Fiercely! What the fuck? today’s your birthday
but you didn’t came online , I have promised you before may I will effort to
attend in your birthday, she told me back sorry baby , please forgive me, don’t
angry, keep calm. Then I told her its okay but its pain in my heart today’s your
birthday but you didn’t missed me, you know how much I tried to attend on
your birthday, okay leave it. So I have some suggestion to you forget
everything just restart your life with joyful, and also I am with you in every
moment in your life like husband, do you know how much I missing you? If you
need any help at least ask me I will do don’t think so, from now I am your
future husband dear my love happy birthday to you. Then she told me very
happily thank you so much, love you too………
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