Wife said, 'to go.'
The man had become restless. Scratchy head. Say, 'I wonder if I'll survive it.'
Mucaki hasala wife. Said, 'and I heard hajarabara. That is, it is what it is? '
The man said, 'No, I'm serious. I'll cherei. There is still demand. When you want to buy, just to be given. '
Let the name of the man Hashem, Hashem said. Cottage has a beautiful mountain candraghonaya lap. I had a home of his grandfather 93 years ago. There is a lake in front of the house. The home has been the nature of Hashem. This fall, aiming to live abroad, but when spring comes bibhumiye, I can not fix it. It is the blood of the storm. It will be just under the mountain.
Hashem is not going to go on this trip, the pilgrimage. At least he takes his rakamai.
External Teknaf from the people who, like a lot of hasemadera. External almost from one end to the other end but his ancestors had gone. However candraghonaya from the lap of the mountains at home, I did Hashem - paternal grand-mother, his father and younger. The first is to create a cottage. There was a whole atharota spring - he spent with his father. I beriyechena mountains in mountains, lake fishing tackles, spent swimming, boat beyechena. It was a time in the jibanatai.
The house was later changed to say Hashem. However, too. Only the brick walls of bamboo barriers were in place, they were on the tin. Lagiyechilena lots of flowers around the tree. After a bit more of a home renovation Hashem he said. By putting a light generator system. With electricity out other opportunities - benefits. Pillar is putting his water tank. Ghoralei key to come out of the bathroom tap.
The livelihood of the purposes was to come into the house of Hashem's father left town. However, when in the spring as new works are all gone out of the next move, he stayed with the mother in the course of Hashem Hashem.
Hashem is the same space at the liquor fit in the blood. Babai taught him to swim, taught fishing, boat baoya. Naukata fishing in the parent partnership konakhane parents, all seem to have. Water Lily in the middle of some lake ekadhare. Red Lily would appear red. I would blow the fish. It is all Hashem, all. That day. Winter morning. I would pull out from the bottom of the overlay.
The first day of the fishing boat he was to teach parents, do not forget that life is sedinatara. Boats baichilena father, Hashem galuiyera dekhachila him to sit. It was a sunny morning ekapasa come from his mouth. Culaoyala man look sharp shock at the moment that Hashem was, like his father, so I do not have any other people on earth. His father was his hero today.
The boat moved forward on oiled wheels. Millions of small waves kampate kampate helped to spread around. Panike the lake was liquid gold. Red Water Lily in the middle of the boat and had a lot of parents. Hashem gave the rod fit.
I have to say he looked phatanara became, 'This, ate reservoir. She was tension. Khabaradara, do not shake like that! ... Phatanata let more people down, ... Yes, it's .... de, de tension this time! '
Hashem made it a taki fish. But his first fish. It is peyei tharathara uttejanaya shaking. She did not waver jigyesa, 'What do I do?'
Laughing my father said, 'What, was released. It is not so. '
Hashem had the rod. He is a medium-sized sola pona katalara was caught. Tataksane guruguru to have started in the stomach both. I came back home for nasatara. Over half the fish etagulo swollen hands were swollen chest Hashem. Machagulo dekhala mother and grandfather - dadike.
The hasala, it was well done. I said, 'But it's great jamabe khaoyata. Sola gourd with fresh fish, fish katala bhaji, Whoops! And I jelere born. I need to keep taking a picture of a fish. 'Then said,' Where's my camera? '
Choices are, this is the sedinera. How many years do you have. He died when I - paternal grand-mother, the much earlier.
Then Hashem has a large, educated and learned his father took over the business, I have been children. We love to see another side of the lake was in the lap of the home. There are more children can travel Hashem.
'This mm, see,' said the voice from the draining of the lake Hashem sister sitting son Apu, 'Look, can ekadube kaddura.' Long bounce off the water while swimming, he was, in the eyes of the gorgeous red, finger skin is wind kumcake .
Hashem is the fourth baccata before his father died. The home. Son went back to his old place of business with us, sbapnabhumite. After his mother or his father died trying to bring in a lot of Hashem, she could not persuade. He had remained there.
Then one day the mother - and did. And I do not know what to take home. Like the previous games in the spring, when the whole family came to spend a few weeks Hashem. But I do not like to spend the time swimmingly. Without having to take the gharadora cleaning and repair. Everything after the hampa discount, then the last time, I will go back.
Is new, and is in the same state. If you do not, people just do not have homes. Hashem was slowly fed. It should be, should be jhamelata goodbye. Once I started paratei was known to many in the home, with a proposal that could make the purchase.
Hashem did not take issue with. Wife said, 'that's good bojho.'
After a further two years after they were baritate Hashem, fed came back.
Esei back that will sell, but I do not.
Time to go out again. I had intended Hashem, I will sell it. As stressed by the baluka, wife to believe he could not. Pressure testing of the work of the three children could not go to, to go from something the mother is. Hashem took the small boy hiroke only. Father - grandfather bhitaya will finally exit.
Becei when it has been, and it will be repaired? But the trouble is that the osaba.
He was jigyesa, 'Well, father, so that the taste of the water?'
'More iron. It - and it is up to the machine, which is much better than down. I ate in the Tube Well, there was more bad taste. '
'I understand?'
"Yes. Just what is it? I was not here before generators of electricity, water and drag it into the bathroom balatite. The refrigerator was not, was not on TV. '
'It was not! Sandhyata How to spend it? '
'Ludu khelatama, Carrom khelatama.'
'How to play without light?'
'Hurricane. Putting aside time to play Carrom Board would jbele wax. '
I never looked at the strange sight of Hashem Hero.
He was the father of chipatipagulo Hashem. Hiroke said, 'learn to catch fish?'
Hero agrees. Some of the excavated soil with earthworms out chelekesaha fishing calala Hashem. He came out of the boat jayagataya 50 years ago, where his parents gave him hatekhari fishing.
I would like to teach my son started Hashem, barasite first half will gamthate. 'Tin containers securely kilabile from an earthworm out is how gamthate, he was showing. "I threw it at phatanara wait. Take, just chipata. '
I did not feel at ghinaghine kemcogulora Hero. Dharala chipata. You do not have to wait long, pull up phatana dubate started.
'Reservoir gileche, "Hashem said.
In of the heart
There was the excitement of the obituary. 'Pull up'
'Yea,' what should be, Hashem was teaching.
Bhangite machatake by inexperienced tulala Hero. Fish jumps to his feet at the side of the boat patatane I had looked at. I can not believe it took. Gradually become the next big eyes go. I have spread.
'This is a catch, nor,' Hashem grin and said, 'From now on, when you matsyasikari. We are here mechuya machasikarike. 'Fish out of water from the mouth of barasita open machatake he said. The barasite earthworms through increased water chipata the son of dharala.
It did not feel right to take the rod Hero.
The evening could balcony - son. Tea - nasata eating calala discussed. It was really just fishing. I went out the next one weeks. The duo could balcony. The draining of the lake when the sun dubache another hill. Gorgeous red. The blood was spread in the West akasataya. The reflection in the water is crystal clear lake.
Are sitting in duo, sitting in there. I called at the end of twilight. The moon was high in the mountains eastwards. Lake water and molten silver. I have been tanmaya Hashem. He silent.
Jhapate wing of a bat could fly, it is the aim of the Moon. I did the crime jigyesa Hero 'father, a home that will survive?'
Hashem came from the world of sleep. 'No, father. What can one's self becate! '
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