The first visit to New York was not pleasant for me. The new promoter could not properly organize the programs. For the first and last time in my life, I was away from home for twenty-five days in a row. On my second visit, I met a strange man, Uncle Wali. Spent a lifetime in America. Dear uncle of all the artists who went on tour from Bangladesh.
It has been seen that a
section of senior artists are staying at the uncle's house and eating rice with
gourd fish. Seeing the situation, it would seem that they are at home in New
York. Uncle Aunty caresses us like her own child. After hearing the praise of
Uncle Wali, I also joined their team. Land in New York for the Michigan show. I
decided to get in the car at night without the risk of the next morning flight.
I will be fresh and eat at my uncle's house in the middle. I entered his house
and went to the forest. I saw a lot of small pictures on a board, I didn't
understand anything. After giving hints, I realized that all the pictures are
of Uncle and Aunty! Seeing his romanticism,
I played a little tusks. Later I
saw a signal shown with an arrow. In the east, Bangladesh is in the west,
America, there is a map indicating the name of Comilla, there is a milestone
Comilla 0 (zero). In his multi-dimensional charming life, Bangladesh is right
inside his chest. I used to have a big spoon when I went on a trip abroad with
Andrew. I used to go around together and Uncle is the main philosopher of the
whole contingent. Lovers fell in love with Uncle. He called me Life father, a
little extra affectionate as a son of Comilla. Since 2003, I have fallen in
love with American jeans. Dear friends, when the brothers come, they bring
pants, everyone knows the size. Uncle doesn't make a mistake to bring my pants
every time he comes to Dhaka. Uncle Wali is a happy man. Even at the age of
seventy-three, he is a romantic young man full of vitality more than us. A
heroic freedom fighter on the battlefield. He is not a man to be discouraged in
any way.
Yet Mashaallah has kept himself forever young in order to move in a
healthy body. Sometimes I wonder how Uncle maintains so many relatives and
vagabond nephews like us! The body of the earth is not good. I don't know when
or how I got lost. I have got the love of many people in one life, some
relationships become absolutely spiritual. I will never be able to finish the
story of Uncle Wali's affectionate love. Even then I introduced Uncle to my
well-wishers. I wish all the best for Uncle and his family. He is a very smart,
cheerful, cheerful man. This is how you travel the world till the end of your
life, uncle. Today, there are not many survivors like Ayub Bachchu's brother
Andrew kisor. We who are alive want to be in the shadow of your prayers and
affection for the rest of our lives. I love you so much uncle. I wish you good
health and long life.
0 Comments
If You Have Questions Please Let Me Know