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ASSALAMUALAIKUM

We three brothers were wandering around. We went to the river bank. Then I saw a very beautiful place on the bank of the river. The place looked very beautiful. I saw the river flowing between the trees. I went to that place. I took a picture. The ground was sandy below. I saw small fish jumping. We also sat on top and took a picture.

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I saw mangoes being picked from the mango tree. I thought the mangoes looked very beautiful. And although mango is not a fruit of our nation, who does not want to eat mangoes? Mangoes are loved by everyone. Everyone enjoys eating mangoes. Mangoes have a long history with the history of Bengal. In 1757, the sun of Bengal's independence set in the mango orchard of Plassey. Again, in the 1971 Liberation War, the wartime government took oath in the mango orchard of Baidyanathtala in Meherpur.

So it can be said that mangoes are deeply intertwined in the lives of the common people of Bengal.

A Kabuliwala has newly arrived in Bangladesh. He went to the market and saw big jackfruits being sold. What a fragrance of ripe jackfruits! I don't know how sweet they are to eat! Such big fruits are not available in his country. He bought a big jackfruit for just eight annas.
He took the jackfruit and sniffed its scent once, and then carried it on his shoulder again. Then he took the jackfruit home dancing happily.

We know that if you want to eat jackfruits, you have to rub oil on your hands and lips. If you don't do that, the gum of the jackfruit sticks to your hands and face. It cannot be removed with soap and water.I, I, would like to say Salam to all the members of my Bangla blog, "Assalamu Alaikum" How are you all? I hope that you are very well by the infinite mercy of Allah Almighty. I am also well by your prayers and the infinite mercy of Allah Almighty. Today, my topic of discussion is the story of jackfruit theft. I hope you like it. So I am starting my blog today...

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Every person has a time when time does not respect any barriers. Sometimes they get lost in another world on purpose. Sometimes they become travelers on unknown paths. Everyone knows that twenty-year-old boys live a life of freedom. Where there are no rules to hold back. When the mind does whatever it wants. Actually, this life is not to be forgotten. Only me, why is every boy in the same situation? When many friends are in one place, different things are done there at different times. And these things are memories of the next life. Just as we have crossed that boundary. Now what was in the past is a memory for us. Sometimes I feel very bad when I remember. If I could go back to those days if I wanted. If I could travel around again. But if I wanted, everything would happen. And if I wanted, everything would not be possible.

Human life is temporary and people in this temporary life can do many things if they want and do them. The wonderful life in this life is the life of adolescence. Many of us lived in one place. Can you tell me why I said living? Actually, we lived in a way that felt like a family to us. There is no limit to how much we did and how much mischief we did. However, you may agree with me that at this age, the most mischief is to say, which fruit is in whose garden, which fruit is sweet, which is good, which is bad. During the summer, the electricity was very low, I could not sit in the very hot room. Although I had to go to school in the morning, sir, I had to study there once. All in all, I lived quite well, but in the summer, my mind was not very good at studying.

Sometimes it is best to do mischief in the evening. Once, it was midnight when the jackfruit was ripe. There were many of us and we all said that we should go and eat jackfruit today. There was a big garden nearby. There were a few trees nearby. We went there but we did not find any ripe jackfruit. Later, my own uncle had a few jackfruit trees. The jackfruit from that tree was very tasty. I told my classmates about this.

Then we went there and started eating jackfruit. Earlier, a funny story happened to us, one of us said that since I am eating sir's jackfruit, I wrote a letter to sir. It was written there, sir, I am your student, please do not abuse us. After eating jackfruit, we scattered the jackfruit seeds on the opposite road from the one we came from. So that he would not suspect us. Then we left from there the next morning. After we reached school, my uncle asked, let me tell you a little bit, he was a teacher in a secondary school. He asked me, "Do you know anything about something like this? Jackfruit has been stolen?" I laughed a little when I heard this.

After hearing this, I said, "No, I don't know anything." Then my uncle said, "The funny thing is, my student did it." I said, "How did you understand?" Then he said, "I understood from the letter." The letter said, "Sir, I am your student. Don't abuse us."

From then on, he said, "The boys from the neighborhood outside did this. Because I got the seeds from their street." As soon as I heard this, I laughed a lot. Since then, no one knew about it. After a long time, I told my uncle that we did this. Then my uncle laughed a lot when he heard this. And he said, "You did it, but we didn't understand it at all." I said, "If you can understand, then how can we have fun?"

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