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Paula Bhowmik

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

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Paula Bhowmik

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

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Oh! No! Why in English only !

I am frequent in Bengali.

Bengali is my mother tongue,

It is so sweet! like milk really.

I can drink pi pi or chang chang,

It is not hard to digest,

or not like chewing gum.

If Google translator work fine, 

Anybody can understand the meaning. 

Dream also has it's own language,

That is the real language of human.

If anyone want to say, story of mind,

Mother tongue can be Pankhiraj horse,

Which can run and fly also through wind. 


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