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Hello Dear Facebook Groups Members

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Hello dear group members.. Hello dear group members.. Im gonna share with you guys another fantastic story..  The secrets of happy marriage are love & respect.. And, they know it... Wishing them all the happiness... Story is here 👇👇👇 Even though she lost all her teeth before me, every time I see my gorgeous wife, I fall in love with her all over again. Every single day for the last 60 years I have fallen for her! I was in my twenties when I first saw her on our wedding day! I felt incredibly lucky and I loved her from the very first moment I saw her!  I still remember, I gave her all my money that I had accumulated for over a year. It was 10 taka at that time. And with that money she gifted me a big paddy field where we planted a teak tree garden beside our house.  We walk every evening in our teak garden holding hands; our grandchildren laugh at us. But I think the secret to a happy marriage is to hold hands every day and walk together some...

Assalamualaikum! How are you all?

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Assalamualaikum!  How are you all? I am quite good right now. Although i am suffering from fever,sore throat & cough. It's been 2 weeks my condition is same but right now i am feeling good. I am trying too avoid too much talk. Last night i cannot sleep well i was coughing all the night.today's morning when i awake up my condition was worse but right now i am feeling better and feel like something to write. Donot know why few minutes ago i was feeling something and i want to share with you.Our life is too short. Sometimes we plan too much to do sometimes we can do it sometimes we cannot do it.when we were little our parents done lot for us they always think about us never think about themselves they did extremely hardwork for fullfiled our wishes.they sacrifice their everything end of the day they donot get nothing its sad but true. And we are growing up and we are doing the same thing. Some people only think about themselves most of the people are doing for other...

request to everyone

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request to everyone Request to everyone to read fully😅😅😅😅 How sensible the child is! Good bless you dear baby. May Allah  give you long life. There are very few people in our observation, who serve their parents. But they don't know that what is mom? what is parents's values? Mom is that girl who has given you birth. Mom is that girl who has shown you the world. Mom is that girl who has taught you to talk, to walk, to eat, to work everything. Mom is that girl Under whose feet is paradise. Mom is that girl who has faced many many difficulties just for you. Mom is that girl who has Fighted a lot of troubles when you were in her belly since nine months or more then. Where was her sleep, slumber, rest, Where was her snacks. Mom is that girl who has fallen on trail, lament, when you were coming in this world from your mom's stomach. Similarly, when you have come here your mom also has got many pain, Even so, we don't value them, We Don't pay ...

going to kill trees!

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SAVE TREES!!!!   We are all known that trees are monumental for living but don’t care of these! There should increase plantation here we cut uncountable trees! Which take us to Danger undoubtedly! We can't Imagine life  Without Oxyzen! But it is Matter of regret that we don’t want to be aware about this, cutting trees unremittingly.But why do we can't understand about tree's importance? Why do we kill trees, Why? Where need minimum 25% woodland in a country there we have only 17% lawn! We are staying in Danger moment. Eventhen we are going to kill trees!  Environment are also going to breakneck position. Extra rain,extra coldness,hot, cyclone, Earthquake, apate,drought, Rever erosion, soil erosion etc all kind of disasters are the result of killing tress and other pollutions! Can't we save only one steps, Save trees, planting trees?  It is easy for us just need "a want" "a wish" That's enough to save trees!  "If one trees is cut tw...

Respect your wife.She is half of your deen so

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Respect your wife.She is half of your deen so Respect Your wife.She is half of your deen so treat her like a queen.She is the woman who leaves her whole family members to live with you.She is the woman who completes half of your deen.She is the woman who is the best companion to you.She is the woman who performs your whole house's work.She is the woman who endures much pain and suffers many sleepless night while you are sleeping easily and then she goes through severe pain to bring your child into this world.She is the woman who take care your child when you're exist in your own work.She is the woman who teaches your child the basic rules of islam and others things when you haven't enough time to give your child because of your office or business.She is the woman who wake up early in the morning to send your kids to the school.She is the woman who constantly attempt to serve you the best way.She is the woman who always effort to look after your old parents.So,every mar...

Failure is just one test in life.

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Failure is just one test in life.  Hunt, what are the deficiencies? Fill in until you succeed. Leave your peace Fight hard Don't leave the battlefield. If nothing is done, the sound of victory cannot be heard.When we fail to do anything, we have to fear the reaction of the society. There is no easy way out. If you have a firm belief in your competence and your goals with yourself, no reaction will work in your own mind. If someone criticizes your failure, it will fail to impress you. we reach a certain stage of our own development, we can perform certain tasks very easily, and we call it 'success'. Success teaches us nothing new. Rather, we just repeat what we know. But when we fail in a task, it gives us a better understanding of the stage. Our shortcomings show a finger in the eye. And gives us the opportunity to elevate our stage through improvement. Failure will not come in our life, it cannot be so. Failure will come. Our goal should be that when we fail the nex...

The shopkeepers of Khaten Rattakan had no

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The shopkeepers of Khaten Rattakan had no Tshopkeepers of Khaten Rattakan had no complaints at this time, they have been rocked in the mountains.   Reportedly, Humayun Freedi was once born about a sailing town during a short life.   In response, he said, 'Am I not keeping this stomach right?  "I came to this canteen, hall, campus, girls," she says encouragingly   On the 2nd day of 2012, Bangla 'my amito' came to talk some talk in talk show today.  "Life is nothing but a journey to death," he said, "I'm suggesting, something unhappy or I'm not watching.   Subarna Mostafa is his lunatic as a lunatic, his response has no answer.  Subarna asked Mostafa that he could not see me directly, he would stay away from his face with my child.   Shuvana Mostafa's boyfriend degraded in Krishna TalkShow yet divorced by saying that he would "never have a relationship with human beings."   Today's Dear Magazines. When did n...

āĻ•āĻĨা⧟ āĻ•āĻĨা⧟ āĻŽাāύ -āĻ…āĻ­িāĻŽাāύ āĻ•āϰাāϰ

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āĻ•āĻĨা⧟ āĻ•āĻĨা⧟ āĻŽাāύ -āĻ…āĻ­িāĻŽাāύ āĻ•āϰাāϰ āĻāχ āϝে āĻļুāύুāύ.. āĻ•āĻĨা⧟ āĻ•āĻĨা⧟ āĻŽাāύ -āĻ…āĻ­িāĻŽাāύ āĻ•āϰাāϰ āĻŽাāύে āϟা āĻšāϚ্āĻ›ে... āφāĻŽি āϚাāχ... āφāĻĒāύি āφāĻŽা⧟ āĻāĻ•āϟু āĻ–াāύি āĻŦুāĻুāύ...āφāĻŽাāϰ āϰাāĻ— āĻ­াāĻ™াāύ āĻšুāϟāĻšাāϟ āĻĢোāύ āĻŦāύ্āϧ āĻ•āϰে āύিāĻ–োāϜ āĻšā§Ÿে āϝাāĻ“ā§Ÿাāϰ āĻŽাāύে āϟা āĻšāϚ্āĻ›ে āφāĻŽি āϚাāχ.... āφāĻĒāύি āφāĻŽা⧟ āĻĒাāĻ—āϞেāϰ āĻŽāϤো āĻ–ুঁāϜুāύ... āĻĢোāύ āĻ āφāĻĒāύাāϰ āĻ­াāϞোāĻŦাāϏি āĻ•āĻĨাāϟাāϰ āĻĒ্āϰāϤ্āϝাāĻ–্āϝাāύ āĻ•āϰাāϰ āĻŽাāύে āĻšāϚ্āĻ›ে.... āφāĻŽি āϚাāχ āφāĻĒāύি āφāĻŽাāϰ āϏাāĻŽāύে āĻāϏে āĻ­াāϞোāĻŦাāϏি āĻ­াāϞোāĻŦাāϏি āĻŦāϞে āϏাāϰাāĻ•্āώāύ āφāĻŽা⧟ āĻŦিāϰāĻ•্āϤ āĻ•āϰুāύ...😍 āĻšাāϤ āϧāϰি...??āĻĒাāϰāĻŽিāĻļāύ āϟা āϝে āφāĻĒāύি āφāĻŽাāϰ āĻ•াāĻ›ে āĻŦাāϰ āĻŦাāϰ āϚে⧟ে āĻŦāϏেāύ āφāϰ āφāĻŽি āĻŽাāύা āĻ•āϰেāĻ“ āϚāϞে āύা āĻ—ি⧟ে āχāϚ্āĻ›ে āĻ•āϰে āĻĻাঁ⧜ি⧟ে āĻĨাāĻ•ি... āĻāϰ āĻŽাāύে āφāĻŽি āϚাāχ āφāĻĒāύি āĻļāĻ•্āϤ āĻ•āϰে āφāĻŽাāϰ āĻšাāϤ āϟা āϚেāĻĒে āϧāϰুāύ... āĻĻেāĻ–া āĻ•āϰāĻŦো āύা āĻ•āϰāĻŦো āύা āĻŦāϞেāĻ“ āφāĻĒāύাāϰ āĻ…āϜাāύ্āϤে āφāĻĒāύাāϰ āĻĒ্āϰি⧟ āϜা⧟āĻ—াāϟাāϰ āύাāĻŽ āĻļুāύে āĻĢেāϞাāϰ āĻŽাāύেāχ āĻšāϚ্āĻ›ে āφāĻŽি āϚাāχ... āφāĻĒāύি āϏেāχ āϜা⧟āĻ—াāϟিāϤে āφāĻŽাāĻ•ে āύি⧟ে āϝেāϤে āĻŦাāϧ্āϝ āĻ•āϰুāύ.... āφāĻŽাāϰ āϏāĻ•āϞ āĻ…āĻŦ্āϝāĻ•্āϤ āĻ•āĻĨা āĻ—ুāϞো āϤো āφāĻ—ে āĻŦুāĻāϤে āĻļিāĻ–ুāύ āφāϰ āφāĻŽি āϚাāχ āφāĻĒāύি āφāĻŽাāĻ•ে āφāĻŽাāϰ āĻŽāϤো āĻ•āϰে āĻŦুāĻুāύ ☺ āφāĻĒāύাāϰ āϏāĻŦāϟুāĻ•ু āĻ­াāϞোāĻŦাāϏা āĻĻি⧟ে āφāĻŽাāĻ•ে āφāĻ—āϞে āϰাāĻ–ুāύ.. āφāĻŽি āϚাāχ āφāĻĒāύি āφāĻŽাāĻ•ে āĻ•াāϰāύে āĻ…āĻ•াāϰāύে āĻ­াāϞোāĻŦাāϏুāύ ☺ āĻĒ্āϰāϤিāύি⧟āϤ āφāĻŽাāϰ āĻĒ্āϰেāĻŽে āĻĒ⧜ুāύ❤❤❤ Photo

āϰাāϤ ā§§ā§Ļāϟা ! āĻ–ুāĻŦ āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰী

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āϰাāϤ ā§§ā§Ļāϟা!āĻ–ুāĻŦ āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰী āĻ… ,,,  āϰাāϤ ā§§ā§Ļāϟা!āĻ–ুāĻŦ āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰী āĻāĻ•āϟি āĻŽে⧟ে āϰাāϏ্āϤাāϰ āĻĒাāĻļে āĻĻা⧜ি⧟ে āφāĻ›ে, āφāĻŽাāĻ•ে āĻĻেāĻ–েāχ āĻŦāϞে āωāĻ āϞো,,,, --āĻāχ āϝে āĻĻা⧜াāύ! --āϜ্āĻŦি āĻ•িāĻ›ু āĻŦāϞāĻŦেāύ? --āĻš‍্āϝা! --āĻŦāϞুāύ-- --āφāĻŽাāĻ•ে āĻāĻ•āϟু āĻšেāϞ্āĻĒ āĻ•āϰāĻŦেāύ āĻĒ্āϞিāϜ?? --āĻ•েāύো āĻ•ি āĻš‌āχāĻ›ে? --āφāĻļেāĻĒাāĻļে  āĻ•োāύো āϰিāĻ•āĻļা āĻĒাāϚ্āĻ›ি āύা āĻ–ুāĻŦ āϭ⧟ āĻ•āϰāĻ›ে।āϤাāχ āĻŦāϞāĻ›িāϞাāĻŽ āφāĻŽাāĻ•ে āϝāĻĻি āĻŦাāϏা āĻĒāϰ্āϝāύ্āϤ āĻĒৌāĻ›ে āĻĻিāϤেāύ। --āĻŦাāϏাāϰ āĻāĻĄ্āϰেāϏ āĻŦāϞুāύ --⧍⧧⧝ āύাāĻŽ্āĻŦাāϰ āϰোāĻĄ ā§Šā§¨ā§Ģ āĻŦাāϏা। --āĻ•িāύ্āϤু āφāĻŽি āϤো āĻāĻŽāύ āϜা⧟āĻ—া āϚিāύি āύা! --āφāĻŽি āĻ“ āϚিāύি āύা!āϰিāĻ•āĻļা āĻ“ā§ŸাāϞাāĻ•ে āĻŦāϞāϞে āϏে āύি⧟ে āϝা⧟! --āφāϜāĻŦ!āϤো āĻ•ি āĻ•āϰāĻŦেāύ āĻāĻ–āύ! --āφāĻĒāύাāϰ āĻŦাāϏা⧟ āĻāĻ•āϟু āύি⧟ে āϚāϞুāύ āύা!āφāϜāĻ•েāϰ āϰাāϤāϟা āύা āĻšā§Ÿ āϏেāĻ–াāύেāχ āĻ•াāϟি⧟ে āĻĻিāĻŦো। --āĻ…āϏāĻŽ্āĻ­āĻŦ!āĻ–াāϞি āĻŦাāϏা⧟ āĻ•োāύো āĻŽে⧟েāĻ•ে āύি⧟ে āϝাāĻ“ā§Ÿা āĻ িāĻ• āĻšāĻŦে āύা। --āĻ–াāϞি āĻŦাāϏা āĻŽাāύে? --āĻŽাāύে āφāĻŽ্āĻŽু āφāĻŦ্āĻŦু āύাāύুāϰ āĻŦাāϏা⧟ āĻ—েāĻ›েāύ āĻŦে⧜াāϤে। --āϤাāĻšāϞে āϤো āĻ­াāϞোāχ! --āĻ­াāϞো āĻŽাāύে? --āĻŽাāύে āĻ•েāω āϏāύ্āĻĻেāĻš āĻ•āϰāϤে āĻĒাāϰāĻŦে āύা, āφāĻŽি āĻ­োāϰāĻŦেāϞা⧟ āωāĻ ে āϚāϞে āϝাāĻŦো। --āφāϚ্āĻ›া āĻāĻ•āϟা āĻ•āĻĨা āĻŦāϞুāύ āϤো,āφāĻĒāύি āφāĻŽাāĻ•ে āĻāϤো āĻŦিāĻļ্āĻŦাāϏ āĻ•āϰāĻ›েāύ āĻ•ি āĻ­াāĻŦে!āφāĻŽি āϚাāχāϞেāχ āϤো āφāĻĒāύাāϰ āĻ•্āώāϤি āĻ•āϰāϤে āĻĒাāϰি! --āĻ•āϰāĻŦেāύ āύা, āϏেāχ āĻŦিāĻļ্āĻŦāϏ্āϤ āϏাāϰ্āϟিāĻĢিāĻ•েāϟ āφāĻ›ে! --āϏাāϰ্āϟিāĻĢিāĻ•েāϟ āĻŽাāύে! --āφāĻĒāύাāϰ āĻŽুāĻ–েāϰ āĻ›োāϟ্āϟ āĻ›োāϟ্āϟ āĻĻা⧜ি āĻ—ুāϞো! (āφāĻŽি āφāϰ āĻ•োāύো āĻ•āĻĨা āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ āύ...

Flower which I like more

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Flower which I like more Flower tree I love most 😍.  This below tree's pucture is my new flower tree.  This flower is amazing  colour  and smell  both. I'm too much happy to get this tree.  But I Don't know this flower tree's  name! If anyone  know please tell me.  I'll try to find out this after writing  this post.  By the way,  i love trees, the green nature and if there is any flower  tree!  Just  wow! 😍 love this more.  Too much happy to get this.  I'll buy more tree and take proper care.  But sad matter is in my home here is not enough  space to keep more trees.  So,  though  i wish to buy more but i have to buy few trees. But I will bring 🌱🌷.  Tree is very important  for our environment .  For live we should implant  more trees because  we can take breath  by trees.  Without  trees we can't  live.  That's  w...

Good evening dear group members

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Good evening dear group members .. I'm here again with A true love story for you all.. I was 12 years old when I got married to him. I still remember. He came with a horse cart to marry me. No one got married in my entire village with a horse cart. I was so happy and proud! My husband paid 10 taka at that time for it. He could have bought a very big paddy field with that money! After our wedding my husband used to call me 'Ranga Bou' which means ‘beautiful wife’. He said I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his whole life. But my husband had such dark skin colour that the village people always made jokes about him. They used to tell him he was like "a black stone wearing a pearl necklace." But my husband never minded; he seemed happy and smiled when people told that joke! He always said to me, “See how beautiful you are!” For the last 75 years we have been together. Two years ago, I went to visit my elder son and his family. I left my husband...

You know? We are all

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You know? We are all  guilty of taking our other half for granted from time to time. We may forget to give a goodbye kiss, say I love you or just be so caught up in what we are doing at the moment that we don't notice the very little things that mean so much to our special someone.  I saw something today that has made me remember that we won't always have each other to hold, talk to, love, play with or even just aggravate every now and then.  This picture speaks loudly and it may hurt your heart as it has mine. This man looks like he is spending Valentine's Day alone at first glance but that is actually his wife in that very beautiful bottle sitting on the table.  Apparently his love for her was and still is very strong as he takes her ashes out for a Valentine's lunch date together. He even bought her a glass of wine.... Please love your Sweetheart while you have the opportunity, you never know what tomorrow will bring or take away!  Happy Valentine'...

āĻ•িāĻ­াāĻŦে āĻŦāϰāĻ•āϤ āϞাāĻ­ āĻ•āϰা āϝা⧟?

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āĻ•িāĻ­াāĻŦে āĻŦāϰāĻ•āϤ āϞাāĻ­ āĻ•āϰা āϝা⧟? āĻĒ্āϰāĻļ্āύ :āφāĻŽি āϝা āĻ•িāĻ›ুāϰ āĻŽাāϞিāĻ• āϏāĻŽ্āĻĒāĻĻ, āĻĒāϰিāĻŦাāϰ-āĻĒāϰিāϜāύ āĻ“ āφāĻŽাāϰ āϏāϤ্āϤা āχāϤ্āϝাāĻĻিāϤে āĻ•িāĻ­াāĻŦে āĻŦāϰāĻ•āϤ āφāϏāϤে āĻĒাāϰে? āωāϤ্āϤāϰ āφāϞāĻšাāĻŽāĻĻু āϞিāϞ্āϞাāĻš। āĻŦāϰāĻ•āϤ āĻšāϚ্āĻ›ে— āφāϞ্āϞাāĻš্‌āϰ āĻĒāĻ•্āώ āĻĨেāĻ•ে āĻāĻ•āϟি āύে⧟াāĻŽāϤ। āϚাāϰāϟি āĻŦিāώ⧟েāϰ āĻŽাāϧ্āϝāĻŽে āĻāϟি āϞাāĻ­ āĻ•āϰা āϝেāϤে āĻĒাāϰে āĻ“ āϧāϰে āϰাāĻ–া āϝেāϤে āĻĒাāϰে: āĻĒ্āϰāĻĨāĻŽ āĻŦিāώ⧟: āφāϞ্āϞাāĻš্‌ āĻ“ āϤাঁāϰ āϰাāϏূāϞেāϰ āφāύুāĻ—āϤ্āϝ āĻ•āϰাāϰ āĻŽাāϧ্āϝāĻŽে। āϏেāϟা āĻšাāĻ›িāϞ āĻšā§Ÿ— āύিāϰ্āĻĻেāĻļিāϤ  āĻ•āϰ্āĻŽāϏāĻŽূāĻš āĻĒাāϞāύ āĻ•āϰা āĻ“ āύিāώিāĻĻ্āϧ āĻ•āϰ্āĻŽāϏāĻŽূāĻš āĻĨেāĻ•ে āĻŦিāϰāϤ āĻĨাāĻ•াāϰ āĻŽাāϧ্āϝāĻŽে āĻāĻŦং āĻ“ā§ŸাāϜিāĻŦāϏāĻŽূāĻš āĻĒাāϞāύে āĻ•োāύ āĻ•āϏুāϰ āϘāϟāϞে āĻ•িংāĻŦা āύিāώিāĻĻ্āϧ āĻ•োāύ āĻ•িāĻ›ুāϤে āϞিāĻĒ্āϤ āĻšā§Ÿে āĻĒ⧜āϞে āĻ…āĻŦিāϞāĻŽ্āĻŦে āϤāĻ“āĻŦা-āχāϏ্āϤিāĻ—āĻĢাāϰ āĻ•āϰাāϰ āĻŽাāϧ্āϝāĻŽে। āφāϞ্āϞাāĻš্‌ āϤাāφāϞা āĻŦāϞেāύ: “āφāϰ āϝāĻĻি āĻ—্āϰাāĻŽāĻŦাāϏীāϰা āψāĻŽাāύ āφāύāϤ āĻ“ āϤাāĻ•āĻ“ā§Ÿা āĻ…āĻŦāϞāĻŽ্āĻŦāύ āĻ•āϰāϤ āϤাāĻšāϞে āĻ…āĻŦāĻļ্āϝāχ āφāĻŽি āϤাāĻĻেāϰ āϜāύ্āϝ āφāϏāĻŽাāύ āĻ“ āϜāĻŽিāύেāϰ āĻŦāϰāĻ•āϤāϏāĻŽূāĻš āωāύ্āĻŽুāĻ•্āϤ āĻ•āϰে āĻĻিāϤাāĻŽ। āĻ•িāύ্āϤু, āϤাāϰা (āϏāϤ্āϝāĻ•ে) āĻ…āĻŦিāĻļ্āĻŦাāϏ āĻ•āϰেāĻ›ে। āϤাāχ āφāĻŽি āϤাāĻĻেāϰāĻ•ে āϤাāĻĻেāϰ āĻ•ৃāϤāĻ•āϰ্āĻŽেāϰ āϜāύ্āϝ āĻĒাāĻ•ā§œাāĻ“ āĻ•āϰেāĻ›ি।”[āϏূāϰা āφ’āϰাāĻĢ, āĻ†ā§ŸাāϤ: ⧝ā§Ŧ] āφāϞ্āϞাāĻš্‌ āϤাāφāϞা āϤাঁāϰ āύāĻŦী āύূāĻš āφāϞাāχāĻšিāϏ āϏাāϞাāĻŽ āĻāϰ āĻĻাāĻ“ā§ŸাāϤ āϏāĻŽ্āĻĒāϰ্āĻ•ে āĻŦāϞেāύ: “āφāĻŽি āĻŦāϞেāĻ›ি: āϤোāĻŽāϰা āϤোāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻĒ্āϰāĻ­ুāϰ āĻ•াāĻ›ে āχāϏ্āϤিāĻ—āĻĢাāϰ āĻ•āϰ (āĻ•্āώāĻŽা āϚাāĻ“), āύিāĻļ্āϚ⧟āχ āϤিāύি āĻĒāϰāĻŽ āĻ•্āώāĻŽাāĻļীāϞ। āϤাāĻšāϞে āϤিāύি āϤোāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āϜāύ্āϝ āφāĻ•াāĻļ āĻĨেāĻ•ে āĻĒ্āϰāϚুāϰ āĻŦৃāώ্āϟি āĻŦāϰ্āώāĻŖ āĻ•āϰ...