“Not all are born with a silver spoon in mouth. But we can work hard to have diamonds in pockets when we die.”
Ali, a man who had dreams but could not pave the way to them.
A father and a husband, who does his best for his family’s smooth livelihood.
Ali was a rickshaw puller, who lived in the banks of Howra river, in a village on the outskirts of Agartala. He loved his family too much and all he did was only for their happiness.
Ali, rarely had breakfast with his family but at dinner all were together.
A family of four, happy with whatever they had.
Anowar, his son who turned twelve that day. He at dinner told his father that he wants to be a teacher. And, Ali was happy hearing that from his twelve year old and he believed that he will be…
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