খুব বেশি দিনের কথা নয়। একদিনের মাত্র কয়েক ঘণ্টার প্রচণ্ড ঝড়ে শহর কল

Our love started from our college life. His mess was a little far from my house. They used to rent a house with some friends. Besides studying, he used to come to our neighboring house to give tuition, in fact our love started from here. I used to take food for him every day, hidden from everyone's eyes, and a few times I was caught and beaten at home. If I brought him food, he would have saved a lot of money, he would have used his hands well, and some more money would have reached home. I don't know why I liked to spend time with him, every afternoon we used to meet for a little while. One day it was raining very hard in the afternoon, I am standing with food but I can't go out, my mind is very fast, if I don't go, probably the poor person will not eat. I was just waiting for mom to fall asleep. A little later I peeked into my mother's room and saw that my mother was sleeping, but the rain did not stop, even if I went out with an umbrella in such a rain, I would get wet.