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Tushar looked at his sister in awe. “My goodness, Shimul, you look stunning today!” Anything special, sis? “Nah, nothing much. Just felt like composing myself a bit.” “You can definitely open the lock of a man’s heart with that long braid today. Just make sure you choose the right person.” “Bro, if I fell in love, you’d certainly know, so don’t worry.” “Car, or rickshaw today, Shimul?” “Um…I’d better take the rickshaw. Don’t like the car all the time.” “As you wish, princess. Tata “Tata, my dear, see you in the evening.” Shimul waved at her twin as she stepped out of the door. The scorching rays of the summer sun always made her a bit dizzy. Bangladesh was warm for almost 90% of the year, and the summer season could be really hot, especially during a heat wave. Still, Shimul did not enjoy staying at home all throughout the day. Whenever she felt a bit blue, she always remembered her mother’s words: “Both my children are equal to me. So, I want them to learn the same things, that too, together. Tushar should learn to cook, and Shimul should focus on her career too.” Shimul was enjoying the view around, despite the unbearable heat. Fruit vendors could be seen everywhere, trying to attract customers towards their juicy products. Certain fruits like mangoes, jackfruits, blackberries, litchis, or melons etc. were only available during summer. Thousands of mouth- watering delicacies could be prepared with the summer fruits. “Those mangoes look so yummy. I must get some to make a fruit salad on my way home today.” Shimul said to herself. Just then, her rickshaw stopped in front of an exquisitely designed white gate. The pleasant fragrance of Jasmine filled the atmosphere. “There you go, keep them all.” The rickshaw puller accepted the four pieces of five taka coins with a happy grin.
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