by Samrat Roy
A Good news after a lot of bad newses.
|Dear Sisters and brothers,
Everything is not so gloomy. I got a rose from a dustbin. I don’t know her parants remain alive or not due to this disaster. So, I handover her to police. Then I adopt her legally. I give a name, this is Rosy. She is one month old now. She needs your blessings. I am starting to dreaming about her. I wish, she will be an ideal person first. I will be with her with the best of mine.
With a lot of good wishes,