Story of Diary

Diary_Par_1

Jannatul Paradise

Date 2 rd August 2015, Venue: A Study Room of Wari Chardeval.

I am anjana Profession actress Age eighty Not too little. I have become the mother of two children, I have learned to manage the family long ago but still can not even manage to manage myself. Dream of a family, a baby woman I also had this dream. When the doll was married in my childhood, then I thought that my son would marry her. Very good mother and mother-in-law. Do not bother like my mother. Yes, I did not have a mother but I could not believe I could not. As the mother, I can not give the environment that they should give. Why not Why can not I make my life like the life of fantasy? Is the novel really like a human life? Life is not like the novel? In the life of many years, many people have heard of life like myself. Though I tried them as well, but I did not like it. I think it's not really sorted. Luck is written by destiny, where is our hand? How many pujai did not do with the name of thirty-five million gods, heard that the gods are my ancestors? Did not hear After having an intellect, after worshiping Shiva, I worshiped like a husband like Shiva? Did not get it. How many flowers are worshiped every day, but my fate does not shine. Good family girl, good family wife Marble stones are my life surrounded by the cool breeze of marbles. How many light flashes fall on me, makeup covers after wearing a woven look, my eyes are small holes and stains. There is no excuse anywhere, I can not even give the body fat. Figures are business.

Sometimes I teach teachers to teach kids, sometimes do a drama to get a new life from people inside a doctor's office, and sometimes I am cheating on the bullet by police, cheating on the criminals' chest and sometimes killing my murderer. Ah happiness in it !! Ever read with silk sarees, which is 90% of the sleeveless blouse open. I have told the director many times that I am unsatisfactory but I am in agreement with what to do. As much as the part of the body can be removed, I will be attractive and with the pictures of the scenery. Well the viewer actually acting? Or the body comes to excite yourself? If you want to see the body, then the girls can throw away everything in exchange for hundreds of rupees, wherever they can see. This is what I remember to talk about.

Then my only sixteen On the body of the yoke, the light of the red tomatoes, the cheeks like the deer, the eyes and the thick clouds of the clouds play the waves. We worshiped Pissi's house at the PC. Pisto grandfather, Onion, went to see me Tagore. How many temples can not be counted in their area. I am fascinated seeing Tagore with my grandfather. Suddenly I felt someone was crying my hands on my back. We moved away from shaking.
   -Sunada? What are you doing
   - Some of them. What is your wish to touch your loins so beautiful?
   I'm not your sister?
   -What's the stupid girl? Is girl No one will doubt you as sister. It is close to the income.
   -No
I stayed away far away. After a while, he gave his hand through sarees. I moved away again. Vision of hatred in the eyes
   -Did again?
   It's nothing. Let me catch you. I'll give 50 rupees. Many girls here earn their livelihood in this way. Once you catch 50 rupees. If you catch 10 people every day, you get 500 rupees. Nobody knows, but see how much money you get. You can spend the money as you wish. Nobody will have to apologize to anyone.
   No, my grandfather does not need my money. My body will give money with money, how about it again?
   -He was only big in body Hosni in intelligence The boys rejoice with the hands of girls. So lets give The way you play puppets, you enjoy reading the book as well.
   If you play the doll, then there is no harm to anyone. It is not a good thing to hand over others. How are you really I will go home
   -What? Did not see the Tagore?
   -No I do not want to, I'm fine.
   Well, let's go.
Dada stopped in a lonely place to return. I am trying to force my body to the forearm and I resist. Then said
   Well, I will not touch you, but I have to give a word.
   What's that?
   Do not say anything to me. Not even my parents, uncle's mother. But I'm not alone, I will bring ten more. When you will not understand yourself.
   Well, I will not say that.
   -Man be like
Said to take home.

Since then, I have not been to the front of my father. I never told anyone the words How can I say that there is no evidence that nobody will believe me On the contrary, the dirty society will convict me. I was silent. Even then my mentality was not so ripe, so I did not understand all the facts. I do not know why. How old were the girls, how many stories I used to do, I just looked at the phal falle. My maturity came after all. Many people said that I am Aman caste girl. I was surprised that Aush Aman was a rice variety. Why aman me One explained that the maturity of all the girls comes quickly and they call them Aus and those who come late are Aman. The topic was funny.
After maturity, I understood what grandpa said. But the service was the end of the PC house. I got the news once the PC was very ill, but I did not go for the sake of college. Mom came to see me. Ayanead used to come home sometimes but I did not go ahead. My foolish mother did not understand anything. But I did not meet again with the honeymoon. Later, I heard that Akane did all this with my sister and sisters. Nobody told anyone. Everyone hid. Well, why are we hiding? If everyone said so, the others in the family would believe. I did not understand then.

Not long after, Akonad has been married but got married. That's a wife who got the same. Keeping the whole day or on the beat. I would like to say to Bowdi that "Boudi Dada, but not a stomach full of food, do you know the news, sometimes give something delicious?" Why do not you dare anymore. The woman that she might sit on, I insisted on her husband that she did not agree to make these things. They also have two daughters. Well the two girls will be good? Which men do not have any choice? I do not know. God knows best God gave me a son and a daughter. I do not know if they can make them right.

I was unable to write diary from my childhood, but I did not write it for too many times. Because one is just how Mata! I could not hide anything. Whenever I wrote, I read it. There was nothing privacy. The table drawer, the almirah's cabin, the father's father, the father of the father, all around the place. Why would you be so annoyed? I did not want to write any wishes but I did not write it. Then the diary of several talukas could be found. There were occasionally writing chatter in there. I do not know how to read it. Then lock the drawer. How did Omma hand his key. Then hidden in the desire of writing the diary. No! Mother will not let me write down

There is no longer a mother's family. Own family I felt the moment of sunrise this morning and immediately remembered Anjanada gave me a beautiful diary, on my birthday. The desire for the childhood was awakened. But today I started writing my diary ......

To write so far, Anita called from behind.
   -May, Dipti has called aunt, shooting you eleven? When will it be about nine o'clock?
   -I'll go right now. What are you
I removed the girl and locked the door. The diary can not be told to him. I had a secret room in this room. Nobody can find out if someone does not say it. There I left the diary and went out of the room. Destination shooting spot.

(B: I did not write Vertical for a long time, but I wrote it without virtual, but it seems that I have come back from the Writing Block, and I want to write it all the time as before, I do not know whether the reader will accept me as before, but one has said that he came out of the block as a policeman. Readers' response will answer :) :))


# Diary_preview2

Jannatul Paradise

At night I returned home tired body of twelve. By then Anita and Arnab were asleep. The old woman is talking about the shooting schedule of her mother-in-law. Hey, listen to the ears. My half-parent to mother-in-law It's been said. She went to her husband's room with a sigh of relief. There was no change in the routine. It seems to have taken several pigs whiskey even today. The outer attire is asleep on half the body on the sofa. An annoying person is one. Once I thought I would go ahead and pick up the clothes, but in the end, what do I gain? It is good to have two bad people separated from the bad body. To change clothes, go to the kitchen after eating salad in the table, make coffee. Flax went with coffee and went to the stady room. Waving the table lamp stuck to the door, I sat down to write out the diary from the secret chamber.

It is estimated that on the 3rd of August 2nd, it is now 3 August.

Anjanada gave me the diary on the birthday. Just what diary? My acting life has given me everything. And the monster? My husband Subrata Roy Choudhury surrender me to the hands of the eyelid. Yes, I am the wife of this verdict Chowdhury. Ten years ago my father handed me over to this man. My good evil is all in his hands. Bloody red syndrome taught the man in my stairs The sindur was more on the nose than that of the syndi. Everyone said that the husband would be soahagi. Yes i am Otherwise, what I gave to the hands of man like the rainbow? There are several husbands in the world who can surrender to their wives. From here on, I'm lucky enough.

In this ten years, Subrata never taught me to teach Sindur. Maybe there's a smile on me My reception program was quite big. The businessman was inviting everyone who knew everybody in the country of his country. The surprise was that day, but I used to be Benarasi like a tropical wife. That day party dresses and party makeup took. I have heard from the friends that after marriage, there is always to wear sarees, but in my case opposite. I enjoyed it quite a lot. How many girls get freedom like my mother-in-law? Very well party went down.

Husband is my great busy man There is no time to return home every night. After the marriage, when I took the eighth house, the rules came to an end just a few minutes later Subrata. Two days later, the car was sent to my house for return. I was surprised to return home. Many guests at home Where did Subrata do not say anything to me? However, after the exchange of gifts with the guests, I knew that Anjan Dutta was a producer. I liked him very much. He wants me to act. I was just listening like a dumb puppet. I did not understand anything then. Will I do acting? I never imagined. Due to being a conservative family girl, I was afraid to bring these thoughts to mind. In the meantime, I got married recently. Husband and mother-in-law, of course, do not want to play their house wives. Their thoughts were not heard at first, but after hearing the next words, I realized that my mother-in-law is very happy Anjanadar proposed. Looking at the husband I realized that he was the master. I liked it very well. We got a very good house-to-house. They are not really comparisons. But disagreed with Anjanadake, I have never had any experience in this. You can get in trouble with me. He said, "I know you have never played before, there is no problem in it, I and my team will build you up."
Do not hold me happy. Ah i am a heroine !!! After leaving the contract paper, Anjanada went away like that day. One day went for a decision. I did not read the contract papers until the next day. What is the fear when the husband is next! Moreover, Anjaneda is well known to Subrata.

I have said earlier that maturity is less than my age, so many do not understand then. But slowly understood When I got it, I got involved in the euphoria. There is no way out

On April 18, 2005, I was taken to the first time for my acting. The script was given a few days ago but nothing remembers. Just forget about it again and again. Fear comes and becomes numb with fear. I thought Subrot went with me, but I could not do much work in the office. Anjanada sent the car to take me. Although the scripts did not memorize. Anjanda's repeatedly showing herself repeatedly and taking a few short cuts. One Muslim acted against me. The name is his ancestor Islam. He is a rookie actor. Pretty friendly It looks like working with her. Some of the intimate things did not come yet. After a week, Dada said that the song will be shot for a few days now. And since the film is about marriage and honeymoon, we have to go out of the country to make the shooting. I thought I would not go outside but Subrata, but Subrata did not bind. Anandanada our people from the house. Since Subrata was busy busy people, so I asked her mother-in-law, but she did not agree to go with me. It's been around fifteen days for me to go out of the country with so many unknown people. But I think I am convinced.

Earlier, I had heard about the hugs of cameras or the camaraderie, but I did not understand the fact of the camera, but it was all real and very real. Short dresses fall in front of the camera, holding the body here in there, and sometimes engaging in acting in different intimate scenes. I had to repeat my grandfather repeatedly for my hesitation. I could not do close scenes. That day I saw the rage in the first eye. It was very rage that day. Nabid Islam has been angry and left the shooting spot. As soon as I came to the room. Very cry

At night I called Anjanda to his room. I was afraid of fear. He said to go
   What's your problem?
   He was handing me over in those scenes ...
   What is it? So will you move away? It's acting and you have to do this. Well, let me understand that you are feeling bad at this time but then when you give more intimate scenes then? Will you still escape?
   I can not do this. You see someone other than me
   What is the girl say? are you mad? Not at all. I have been marketing Now I can not finish all. And you're contracting with me. The lines of these lines still do not understand, maybe you Subroto did not say anything to you? And what would Subrata say that all the writing was on the contract paper. Did not you read Now where is this coming from?
   I did not read.
   What do you call a girl? You did not sign the sign? I've left you in your house. So you can decide where to fall.
   I did not read. What was written?
   -Wat I'm giving you a copy of this. Read it now. And read it once every day. Twelve years from today Because my contract with you is twelve years. Subrot knows everything so I thought you told me. There is nothing to do. Do not read

I took the contract paper from the pawn. I read it. I fell down and sat down. What is this writing? Subroto did not tell me once? Twelve years of the sale of me? There is no way to return to me. I started crying unnecessarily. I know it will be twelve years old. Twelve years of tears now crying. Approximately half an hour later, Anjanada picked me up, removing tears, giving one glass of cold water to eat. Phone ordered drinks hard for me, soft for me. But in my body one animal woke up at that time. When the boy came with the drinks I drank hard drinks in one breath. Burning was burning in the womb, gut, and stomach all but I was going to eat. I ordered the order to order further orders. He also ordered to play again. Before leaving the eyes, Anjanada lied in my room and locked the door. But I saw that the contract paper was pressed with a wet paper on the table. I do not know when I was asleep.

I can not write it. Even today the hand is becoming numb. Fire burns in the eye but the water does not come. I closed the diary and kept it in the hidden cabin. Pour coffee in the mug. Narimam gave 10mg of the hot coffee in the room. To give a sip to the Anjanadake message.
    "I will not be able to sleep in the evening and I will not be able to sleep with my friend."
Thinking to squeeze in the coffee and two years. Then release me ..........
Will continue ......

# Diary_process_3

Jannatul Paradise

To open a glass of coffee, we opened the door and went to the verandah. About two o'clock in the night. When I saw the last time, I forgot the nature. Today is the full moon. But not the full moon. But the moon looks impossibly beautiful. I do not understand why it looks so beautiful. I have never seen the moon with such a charm as today. How many poems, how many songs, how many stories have been written about this moon, but it does not have any ambiguity for it. Despite being so beautiful there is a scandal on the moon, are we ordinary people? The scandal is our rivals.

Subrata is not as bad as a son. Subrata does not have the tendency of little girls. Occasionally there are people with each other. So what? He has money. This is not something for traders. It could be that. This is the normal thing that gets us hungry, and water is the same. Rather it is unusual to not be so. Have a little drinks. This is not a fault. In order to define your status, a few things should be kept in itself, in the drinks one number. Drinks, girl folk, dog pets, occasionally spent the night out in common. It's not bad for him. Even so, the parents did not object to the marriage. The girl was in the house of the queen. But he did not understand that his daughter would also have to be a money-generating machine. Do not blame him anyway. Lucky wrote fortune. Maybe that was his wish.

Besides, if people were to be seen from outside, they would not have been deceived so many people day after day. A machine was created to recognize the inhuman people behind the human face. Then it would have been possible to find people on earth. Luckily no machine was created even today. In humans, humans are just like humans, but they are not actually human beings. But all the dogs, cats, cows, buffalo, and sheep goats all over the world. Uff played five niriyama, but why not sleep? I heard that mixing liquids with some kind of sleep quickly. I just got mixed up in the coffee. Acting as I fall as soon as I am acting in the film. Ah acting in acting. What is this little thing that does not meet reality, and how do you find the big things?

Today I think it's not going to be five. More than five tablets mixed with coffee and started eating at the stadium. I got out of the diary again. But now another one. In fact, one day Anjanadake said to me, I am very happy to write diary. Since then, he used to gift me a diary and a pen. Many diaries have been gathered. I'm going to write about all the different issues. Looking at the wall clock brought from Canada, I saw two hundred forty.

At 40 o'clock in the night. All the world is asleep. However, some Nishikyaas are looking for their earning. I'm not even different from them. The difference is that they are Nishikanya and I am dikakana. There is more difference in the consumption of their society, and I see society in a good sense. Well there is no difference between her and my work? Is not there They give pleasure to some of the people in the list and we give them a lot of excitement. They make cheap makeup and I do branded makeup. The prostitute that works is doing the same thing. I am celebrity. People look at him as a nose and see me as autograph. I do not even disappoint the autograph candidates. The name of the undisclosed prostitute is written on the history page.

After a few years from now, if anyone reads it and will spit me out. Saying myself as a prostitute. I'm a prostitute? They do not know what i do But everybody knows that the story of becoming a celebrity from their conservative Anjana. I'm writing to see maybe my eight-year-old daughter, Anita, wants to be a celebrity but I want her to read this diary. And know that Anjarna is not only anjaena but more. Today I see my child on TV. I got the award of the best mother on TV screen, but I never gave up on my children. Ask my child once to get the answer, how much of this world I am actually as a mother. My child sees me to adore any other baby on the screen, sleeping on the head of another man, and listening to the other man's persistence. Do not they feel slighted in their mind? Seeing the wedding anniversary, I forgot when my real wedding anniversary was. They do not know when their parents laugh at last. My son is getting the opposite of the environment in which I grew up.
Anita and Arnab are the diaries for you. I have kept the name of both of you together with me. I do not want to see the shadow of that man's life. I know that after reading this you will hate me very much, but I can learn the good judgment. Like me you will not give yourself the path to destruction. I love you very much but can not express it. Believe me Anita When I play a baby, I miss you very much. I could never adore you like that. Jumma gave me right but mother could not be longer. Believe me it was not my hand.

You got my own hesitation to go to you. If my sins take over you. I'm dirty. Do not want to put these dirt on you, so stay away. Do you know when I am asleep while I am going to you? I see you after hours. Wish you a lot of will. You and your father will go around somewhere around. Take the sea or the mountains. How many places do you work in the form of work I could not see my pregnant children grow up a little bit. When you came out of the house early in the morning, you were asleep, and you went back to your house and you were asleep. What is your fault Can the children stay awake till night? When Anita Murray is a little older than the age of the cartoon, you do not see the cartoon at all. All day or the mom's picture will be seen. The whole day my movie went on CD. Sleepiness with my picture. I used to come and see. Do not give me the time to cry. I know that many people who used to play there used to come, but I should be tied up. I could not come. I gave you a lot of money and sometimes even thousands of gifts on thousands of days. You smiled but I know he did not have a smile. Sometimes I could not present myself to you personally. Kept beside your bed. I got up from sleeping. Maybe I came to the rush to catch me, but only petite my clothes there.

I would very much like you to make your birthday a lot. I will do your ten year birthday. Your dad may not be on the same day because there is no guarantee of where your dad is. I'll cut my cake with you and I'll feed you the first cake and cook the pies for you and feed it on your own. I do not know that every year you used to pay the money that I used to eat, I was afraid. Do not hate mother, I used to worship Tagore after bathing. I could not have been completely holy, but I tried my best.

I take a large part of my earnings from your father, but I keep the money hidden for your two siblings. Do not tell the money of sin. If you keep it in the bank, then keep it in the secret room, not in the bank. One day you'll find my secret room. When you get a bigger hobby, you can understand everything. If you are small or small, you will see Arnab's case too. I will not keep you in this country. Send me abroad I will not let any shadow of Subrata fall on you. I could not do that in life. You have to be your mother. I have to pay the price of this twelve year's water from your father. Do not tell me mother? You have to write a lot more. I will write any other day. The arm is shaking, I see blurred vision. Yes, he started working in medicine ...
Will continue ......