Listen friend, o dear I am a Bengali woman
The beauty of the body in the yaw
I am Bengali women, so I am Augmented,
I ssubmerged in aaugmented of building ffamily.
I do not know ever how to read and write,
So I requested my sister to tell a story,
I watched ddaydream whole night,
I was happy like a uuntiring bird
I do housework, I know to cook rice,
My husband came to sleep, when it is midnight,
I slept on his lap,
Whole night I felt happyness in my heart,
but one day came that melancholy day,
The bad person of another flat came to me,
and he raped me.
Die was better than it,
My dear husband did not understand me,
Socity boycotted me,
dirty society, dirty people, I can not stay,
I was no way without suicide.
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