Epitome of Henglamo

1. Ghor theke pet bhorti kheye beriye, Arsalan-er biriyanir gondhe khide peye jawa
2. Peter Cat e nijer tabler Chelo kabab khete khete, paser tabler Sizzlers s dike nojor dewa
3. Loker lekhai nijeke khoja
4. Ek bochorer chele jei "hands" dekhate sikhlo, omni "legs" sekhanor tara.
5. Ek bochor por blog khule, expecting words to flow naturally.
6. Onko practice na kore, porikhai 95% pawar asa.
7. Sasurir mpodhye make khuje pabo, ei bhebe biye kore.
8. Interview na diye, chakri pawa.
9. Sara bochor bosser sathey jhogra kore, promotion liste nijer naam khoja
10. Hothat rate dyakha hole, haat dhorar akankha.
11. Movie hall e pasapasi boslei, kisser abeg jaga.
12. More giyeo omor hoye thakar kotha bhaba

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