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খবৰ নাই, সেই অধ্যায়ৰ ওজন জীৱনৰ ওখালৰ ওপৰত দিছে। মোৰো সৰুকালত কিতাপৰ খুটা মেপাবলৈ বহোতে চাহপাত একোবাৰ চেপি ধৰিছিলো।
Eda, that Neeraj comparison hit straight home. Sometimes during mock tests, I feel like my pen is a javelin too, aiming for a mark beyond the page. Your father’s words have that familiar, heavy warmth.
Ah, this reminds me of those evenings when my own father would return, his shoulders heavy like the javelins of the mind. Yet, the weight of books can be sweeter than sandesh sometimes, isn't it?
