Paul Dock is in the New York airport from আরো than an hour. They've হারিয়ে গেছে his bag. He sigh, because he hate airplans and big cities and now he has to ভালুক both. He was born in a little part of New Jersey that he wouldn't leave. But he couldn't refuse his niece invitation to her wedding day. he came there with a week of advance because his nice told him that New York is a city আপনি have to visit once in your life. When someone of the staff brings him the bag, he looks at him in a such bad way. He get out of the airport with just a warm bath in his mind. When he finally get the hotel, cold got his bones. -Finally- he sigh. He get in and a young girl with a smile ear-to-ear says -Good evening and welcome to our hotel,Sir-
-Thank you- says detective Dock
He take his bag ang get in the lift. On the radio they're playing a সঙ্গীত that Dock doesn't find cool. He thinks about Queen, yeah they're were a really good group that played a good music, not like those thing that guys call "music". Finally the lift get his floor. He missed twice the number of the apartment because he has his glasses in his bag. When he finally finds the right number, he get in. The first room isn't so bad: there is a big window with a good sight on New York and a big bed, a sofa and the tv. The bathroom isn't really big but he like it. After a good, warm and restorative ঝরনা and some rest, he goes in the ডিনার room at the first floor. He is eating a hot সুপ when a young girl comes near him and asks shyly: -are আপনি detective Dock?-
-Yes i'm detective Paul Dock- says him with surprise.
-oh my Gosh, it's a pleasure!! I'm your biggest fan!! i read everything about you,Sir, in a journal which speaks about some murder cases.-
-My pleasure, please sit down with me- says him.
After 2 অথবা maybe 3 hours he returns in his room. They talked about the perfect murdered and the criminal mind. He enjoyed his first night at the hotel. He goes quickly to বিছানা and sleeps pretty good. The পরবর্তি morning he has breakfast at nine o'clock. He looks at the hotel's depliant and he finds a nice play in the hotel's theater. After a good lunch and some rest, he decides to go out and come back to have ডিনার and enjoy the play. He comes back a bit in late because he was হারিয়ে গেছে in the streets. -This crazy towns!- he says. He eat something quickly and get in the theater. He sits down just while the curtains are rising. He recognizes Elvira Gorrige (the girl that talked with him about criminal minds the দিন before) as one of the actors. The play is a murder story, and the murder would happen during a costume party. When the murder-time comes, the whole public is so excited on his chairs. A shoot is eard and the curtains comes down. Everyone stands up and claps his hands. The public's excitament is interrupted from a scream. A worried voice from the microphone asks everyone to stay calm and go out of the theater with order. Dock's hoping it's not what he's thinking about. After twenty minutes, the police come and Dock rocognizes an old friend as the police inspector.
-Fred Spencer?-
- Paul Dock?- asks a men with mustaches and some wrinkles.
-It's a pleasure! Are আপনি here in NY from a lot of time?-
-From five years i'm the police inspector, and do আপনি still living in the old New Jersey?
-Yes i do- laughs Dock
-I wonder what moved আপনি in a big city like NY!- smiles ফ্রেড remembering the hate that his friend proves for the big cities
-My niece wedding- tells him Dock -anyway what happened here?
-someone was murdered- tells Spencer-I'm going there for the first time to have a look, i told my mens to lock the doors, so if the murderer is still here, he has to remain. Anyway, i know your fame of detective, would আপনি like to come to have a look with me?
-I'd প্রণয় to- says Dock.
They go on the stage, that is still detached from the public with the curtains. On the floor there's a young men without life and some blood on the chest. A young girl, Elvira Gorrige is sitting on a chair, crying.
-The poor, young men on the floor is Shawn Davy one of the actors- tells inspector Spencer to his friend -the shoot comes from that gun over there. It looks like the girl on the chair...-
-Elvira Gorrige- tells Dock
-yes, Elvira Gorrige, had to shoot him with that gun, but it had to be fake. She's now the first suspect, but we're investigating.- continues Spencer.
-...mhm- mumbles Dock suspiciously.
END OF THE FIRST EPISODE! BYE!
-Thank you- says detective Dock
He take his bag ang get in the lift. On the radio they're playing a সঙ্গীত that Dock doesn't find cool. He thinks about Queen, yeah they're were a really good group that played a good music, not like those thing that guys call "music". Finally the lift get his floor. He missed twice the number of the apartment because he has his glasses in his bag. When he finally finds the right number, he get in. The first room isn't so bad: there is a big window with a good sight on New York and a big bed, a sofa and the tv. The bathroom isn't really big but he like it. After a good, warm and restorative ঝরনা and some rest, he goes in the ডিনার room at the first floor. He is eating a hot সুপ when a young girl comes near him and asks shyly: -are আপনি detective Dock?-
-Yes i'm detective Paul Dock- says him with surprise.
-oh my Gosh, it's a pleasure!! I'm your biggest fan!! i read everything about you,Sir, in a journal which speaks about some murder cases.-
-My pleasure, please sit down with me- says him.
After 2 অথবা maybe 3 hours he returns in his room. They talked about the perfect murdered and the criminal mind. He enjoyed his first night at the hotel. He goes quickly to বিছানা and sleeps pretty good. The পরবর্তি morning he has breakfast at nine o'clock. He looks at the hotel's depliant and he finds a nice play in the hotel's theater. After a good lunch and some rest, he decides to go out and come back to have ডিনার and enjoy the play. He comes back a bit in late because he was হারিয়ে গেছে in the streets. -This crazy towns!- he says. He eat something quickly and get in the theater. He sits down just while the curtains are rising. He recognizes Elvira Gorrige (the girl that talked with him about criminal minds the দিন before) as one of the actors. The play is a murder story, and the murder would happen during a costume party. When the murder-time comes, the whole public is so excited on his chairs. A shoot is eard and the curtains comes down. Everyone stands up and claps his hands. The public's excitament is interrupted from a scream. A worried voice from the microphone asks everyone to stay calm and go out of the theater with order. Dock's hoping it's not what he's thinking about. After twenty minutes, the police come and Dock rocognizes an old friend as the police inspector.
-Fred Spencer?-
- Paul Dock?- asks a men with mustaches and some wrinkles.
-It's a pleasure! Are আপনি here in NY from a lot of time?-
-From five years i'm the police inspector, and do আপনি still living in the old New Jersey?
-Yes i do- laughs Dock
-I wonder what moved আপনি in a big city like NY!- smiles ফ্রেড remembering the hate that his friend proves for the big cities
-My niece wedding- tells him Dock -anyway what happened here?
-someone was murdered- tells Spencer-I'm going there for the first time to have a look, i told my mens to lock the doors, so if the murderer is still here, he has to remain. Anyway, i know your fame of detective, would আপনি like to come to have a look with me?
-I'd প্রণয় to- says Dock.
They go on the stage, that is still detached from the public with the curtains. On the floor there's a young men without life and some blood on the chest. A young girl, Elvira Gorrige is sitting on a chair, crying.
-The poor, young men on the floor is Shawn Davy one of the actors- tells inspector Spencer to his friend -the shoot comes from that gun over there. It looks like the girl on the chair...-
-Elvira Gorrige- tells Dock
-yes, Elvira Gorrige, had to shoot him with that gun, but it had to be fake. She's now the first suspect, but we're investigating.- continues Spencer.
-...mhm- mumbles Dock suspiciously.
END OF THE FIRST EPISODE! BYE!
It’s the color of you
আপনি always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our কমলা book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two কমলা crayons
When everyone else was green
Then আপনি left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
আপনি were in the কমলা field in the sky
আপনি always ব্যক্ত was there.
The কমলা of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though আপনি left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone কমলা in the rainbow
Without আপনি here
I protect my own
Though I wish আপনি were here
Now কমলা is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
কমলা will forever be our color
Even though death took আপনি away
Forever কমলা for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
আপনি always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our কমলা book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two কমলা crayons
When everyone else was green
Then আপনি left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
আপনি were in the কমলা field in the sky
আপনি always ব্যক্ত was there.
The কমলা of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though আপনি left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone কমলা in the rainbow
Without আপনি here
I protect my own
Though I wish আপনি were here
Now কমলা is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
কমলা will forever be our color
Even though death took আপনি away
Forever কমলা for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a সত্বর dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, প্রণয় and it’s people’s cries.
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a সত্বর dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, প্রণয় and it’s people’s cries.