Is the love better then wealth? In a village was a farmer. He was a girl. She was read in class twelve in a collage. Every day she goes to collage with her boy friend of her village and turns back with her class friend of collage. Her father liked her boy friend and she loved her class friend. One day her father asks her baby, which parson do you want to marry? She answers him i want to marry with my class friend. He asks her why do you want to marry him? But i like your boy friend so much. She asks him why do you like him? He answers her because he loves you really. She asks him how do you know that? He answers her, he comes here everyday for reaching you to your collage very carefully. She asks him but you have been not seen my class friend has been reached me to my home every day? He tells her but i like your boy friend because he is a rich man. She asks him do you think is wealth better then life? He tells no, i do not think that, but i want to tell just he is a rich man and he loves you also. she tells him i need just love, if i get it of course i shall get all. Because love is real wealth. He tells her baby, i have been seen his face, it has very emotion and lot of love for you. She tells ok, i need exam. He asks her what examination? She tells you will ask my boy friend and my class friend just my three questions to know who loves me? Then who is love me you will get correct answers from him. He tells her so tell me your three questions. She tells, you asks their, how is moon to see and how is rose to see and how is river to see? So he asks these questions their. Her boy friend answers, moon is as like my crops field and rose is as like my fields crop and river is as like my crops foods. Her class friend answers, moon is as like my face of lover and rose is as like my lovers laughing and river is as like my lovers happy ness. When she hears their answers from mouth of her father she tells him dad, now you try to understand my speak please. My boy friend is a farmer as like you and my class friend is a lover as like me. Love is happy ness, love is wish of heart, love is only one media of living life. So if i marry exact i shall marry my class friend. This is end. From the hundred love of letter. Written by Tanvir Arefin.
Posted on: Mon, 02 Dec 2013 18:44:34 +0000
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