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He was born in a society where the man was the ruler...

He was born in a society where the man was the ruler. The man was not the body of the man in the possession of the man, his soul. Where was the daughter's mourning on the birth of birth, and the daughter-in-law met her mother-in-law. She was the last child of her parents. That's what happened on her birth. Instead, his mother was too tired, because she was the fifth daughter of her parents. While he had only one brother.

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I do not know how to get her childhood, but she remembered that there was a trip to poverty in the house. Food shortage, lack of clothing, and deprivation of deprivations. His grandmother, his lord and father used to call all his brothers. Despite poverty, every desire, luxury was considered, and every room was fulfilled.

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He had seen all his four sisters always silent, humble and scared. And there were only fights in mother's eyes.
There was no doubt in these eyes, but these gestures never got the meaning of words from mother's lips.
Their society did not have the idea of girls' education. The girl was considered instead of the house's assurance, and as such, after reaching the third age of puberty, she had to leave a few dry couples and a black sheet in the second house. He had no doll from childhood, nor did he see the bangles, bangles, and buttocks with his sisters.

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After one, he saw one sister leaving the house. After each visit, he saw a glimpse of grandmother and father's eyes. I do not know why she used to rejoice while she was depressed on every sister's visit. Even a day he found some junk in his body. There was some inspiration that began to spread. Waking up, sleeping began to have a sweet dream. In his dreams there was a funny, stylish young man who used to ride around the horse and kissed in the fields. She smiled watching her and young man used to make her feel strange.

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First of all, his mother felt his physical change, then Grandmothers, and one day he heard the words of grandmother and father who were about to leave it. She shamed and hid in the inner room. Her heart was shouting loudly. Maybe grandmother and father got to know the clock riding. And they were going to leave him on the horse with him. A half-month walked and one day Dad came home to pick up some clothes, vessels, shoes and sheets. All together, packed in different boxes from one thing to another. Her mother ordered a bright pair to wear it. After shy, shaving and stirring for some time, he made a pair of piles. Her sisters had come home. Some girls in the neighborhood listened to her hair. She looks like dolls exactly...

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It seemed to be, the watch rider who used to see it with dessert, will come right now. And she will ride with herself and go to an unknown destination. But there was no horse riding, but some elderly men and women came. They supported him with arms and brought them in a broken and broken house in the next village. He saw a red-blinded man who used to knock him at a glance at all times. And she used to be an unknown cause. He did not understand why this man lives so angry and why he walks in the morning, but everyone was saying that he is your husband. Keep pressing it and recognize everything in the middle.

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But it did not look like a rider. His eyes used to be sweet. Did his four sisters also get his ride?

A question was checked by his mind, But one answer got it, The mother's eyes saw childhood.

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