Rixawala & me

Mama, go to the lane of ghost?
J Jay, 60 Taka.
: Well, if you look at any of the pharmacies in the street, I'll buy a little medicine.
The rickshaw began to rotate the pedal with the mother's wish. And I started to seize the name of this ghost lane. What is the name of this name?
Every time someone asks a rickshawer, no one laughs at me. The rickshaw or the other is a passerby himself. Brother, the name of the street lane is what I am or you!
In the meantime, next to the next, the little nephew started the cauliflower. The child is six years old, but if you hear the message, it will be as if seventeen years old.
Aunty, what did the parlor do?
: Tail the nails.
Nail was cut in our house.
: Nail was polished in my hand that I was coming to parlor to lift them.
Nail polish is what happens?
: Prayer can not be read.
: I have not seen you praying for a day, empty empty polished cotton cans?
: Hey, shut the bat. Dunk the honor or not? Mama rickshaw stopped that?
He was not saying that he would take pharmacy, medicine.
I forgot in the conversation. I came to the silence of the silence of medicine with the medicine. I gave him a hundred taka after giving a hundred rupees to him.
Mama, you keep ten more money.
: Can!
: I was late for you in the pharmacy.
: Kant mama, ten minutes, ten minutes in the mine, and then keep standing, one said for five minutes that she did not come back. She used to rent Taka, do not go to Galgo. You did not take two minutes here.
Mumata kept, but kept it.
Soon, the man got a lot of smile. He could not be impressed by his happiness for a few ten rupees. People are so happy with only ten rupees!
I think from now on, ten times more than the rickshaw puller will create a stir in the small world. Idiya kills the head, it does not seem to be very bad