A memoir of our becoming:
All we almost started together, together shared a long way. Yet we had to part, part for playing the other part of our life. We meet but not in previous frequency, not with previous spirit, not without previous indifference to the extrinsic world. This is thus an attempt to remind ourselves of: bygone is not begone; we still have the verb to revive a part of those we left behind in our golden days.
বুধবার, ২০ অক্টোবর, ২০১০
Mourya-r lens-e dhora porlo....
Gameplan
Analysis
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CHAYAJUDHHO
"BATSMAN-k GHIREDANRA...TARPOR TAKE GAYTRI MONTRO SONA-----DEBUKI TAI bolchhe
Cholo
ONEKDINPOR EKSATHE
THE RIVALS---the GOALKEEPER ANDa DEFENDER of the SAME-TEAM( I hope nobody ever heard)
Cholo
hhahahahahahahah.......darun Last pic caption...............Omol ke ektu swolojjo lagche.....why????
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