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Ek Adhomer Kotha Shuno

Priyo bondhugon,
Preeti o shuvecca niyo. Ami Bangla ke onek valobashi aar channel 16 keoo onek onek posondo kori. Amra Bengali jati. Dhukkher kotha holeo e kotha shotto je, amader modhe shuddho Bangla durer kotha, Bangla chorchar ovvashta onupuchthit. Amra ki dhire dhire evabe amader shokiyota hariye felbo? Jekhane engrezi baboharer kuno dorkar nei sekhane keno ojotha engirzi babohar kora hoy othoba dhong kre kenoi ba Bangla er moto oporup vasha ke bikrito kora hoy, je vashar jonno kina manush pran diyecilo, je vashar esthan vasha vashir dik theke prithibite chutortho, je vashae vashi jonopodke mone kora hoy je tara sohoje sob vasha ropto korte pare? Dekho, ami kuno ovijog korcina. Ami adhom ek manush. Tobe amar moto onekeri akkhepe jodi ektu shara deya jai, tobe hoitoba Bangla aar bikrito hobena aar amrao amader shokol priyo onushthan sundor vabe nijer vashai upovog korte parbo.
(Maaf korben, amar somoy khub kom bole Bangla okkhore likhtee parlam na. Avro teo jothesto somoy lagte parto.)

Iti,
Tumader Adhom ek bondhu,
Muttakin Rashid Alvi

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