MY AND MY MOTHER'S SHORT LIFE STORY

THE STORY OF MY LIFE,

Hello friends I am Md. Russell my village home is Barisal Barguna but I spent my childhood in Chittagong because my father died leaving me very young then I was only one and half years old then I lost my father six months later mother can take me to Chittagong because then my mother I was too busy to get married for the second time or not. My mother was only 18 years old at the time. Every parent wants her son and daughter to be well. Maybe that's why my grandson wanted to give my mother a second marriage. But when my father died, my mother told me to leave Russell to you, never leave her, never marry her again. Then read. I have been paying a lot of attention to cricket ever since and my father was a football player. There were eighty main topics so I was admitted to a club to play cricket. I got a chance to play for the district. I started playing cricket. In 2010 I got admission in BKSP, Bangladesh Kriya Education Institute. I was very good there. I had to stop playing due to an accident. Rahmat survived but is no longer in a position to play sports. There is a very good acquaintance with a girl. The girl from the family got involved in a very close relationship with him for a while and then we ran away and got married. I will share another day. I lost my life while playing cricket. I came back with a life of love. I lost him as a man of love. I loved him more than life.

MY MOTHER'S STORY,

Now let's come to my mother's story. My mother has been trying to take care of me since I was a child. Let me tell you one thing. When my mother came to Chittagong with me, there were 56 people working in my mother's house. Today I can feel what my mother has done for me even though she is not with me even though she is not among us. She left us a few days ago. My mother has been a widow since she was 18 years old. She has not been married till the last day of her life. She has no marriage name. She has got a very good relationship. My mother has never walked there because of me. In the area where we grew up, everyone was saddened by my mother's death. My mother treated everyone very well. I never quarreled with anyone. My mother was faithful to my mother. Everybody would save their money from time to time. My mother never betrayed anyone's trust so everyone in the area loved my mother very much.