Love storry

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I am standing on the roof railing a little before evening. There are black clouds of Shravan all over the sky. My hair is very big in front of me. I can feel it. I want to think of something. But the head seems to be completely empty.

In the meantime, it started to rain

I am standing silently. The thunder of the clouds in the sky is gradually increasing. In a moment, the first rain of Shravan soaked my whole body.

I closed my eyes and stood silently. As soon as I put my hand on my shoulder, I got up a little startled and took care of myself. I saw Puspita standing in front of me with matching eyes.

Puspita grabbed the railing of the roof and looked down without answering any of my questions.

When the rain slowed down a bit, I went inside the house. Puspita also came down from the roof following me.

I was quite surprised to see Puspita's luggage in the drawing room. About five months ago, my father died. Now my elder brother sees his business. My brother is married. My brother lives downstairs with his family. And I live alone on the second floor. I came home a few days after my father died. I didn't come home very often even when I was there. They didn't notice when the little boy was far behind to take care of the eldest son. Says. And half of the profit that comes from the business at the end of the month is credited to my account. Honors completed a couple of months.

Bua comes and cooks and takes care of the clothes. Reading books, going for a walk from time to time, meeting a familiar person, drinking hot tea and chatting for a while, all my daily life was going on aimlessly.