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For a long 52 years I was writing a secret diary. Today I open it suddenly and found -- there are no words and colours on the grey pages of the diary, it is completely blank...drowned
The ships full of green chillies and cardamom from Ujan Nagar, have vanished in emptiness through fiftytwo windows of rivers, fiftytwo rivers have fried up...It is February now....And I know
In this month the Bengali alphabets are not incarcerated on pages. Goes to distant stars in the shape of scarlet birds
In honour of Rafique, Salam, Jabbar.
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