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“we have one blanket.

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“আমাদের একটিই কম্বল আছে।

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we received one blanket and there are three of us.

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আমরা একটি কম্বল পেয়েছি, কিন্তু আমরা এখানে তিনজন রয়েছি।

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for them , hell will be both a cradle and a blanket . thus do we punish the unjust .

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তাদের জন ্ য রয়েছে জাহান ্ নামের শয ্ যা আর তাদের উপরে রয়েছে আবরণ । আর এইভাবে আমরা প ্ রতিফল দিই অন ্ যায়-কারীদের ।

마지막 업데이트: 2014-07-02
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after world war ii when people finally became more affluent the kotatsu blanket would have been adopted.

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তাই জাপানিরা শণের তৈরি পোশাক পরতো (পরবর্তী কাল থেকে অবশ্য সুতি কাপড়ের কাপড় পরে আসছে)।

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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our own managing director from trinidad and tobago, georgia popplewell also joined in, with blanket bay:

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ত্রিনিদাদ আর টোবাগো থেকে আমাদের ব্যবস্থাপনা পরিচালক, জর্জিয়া পপলওয়েলও যোগ দিয়েছিলেন ব্লাঙ্কেট বে গানের সাথে:

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but he says that instead of blanket inclusion of former maoist fighters, there should be some standards imposed:

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কিন্তু এই ব্লগার বলে যে ভুতপুর্ব মাওবাদী যোদ্ধাদের সরাসরি অঙ্গীভূতকরন না করে, কিছু মান আরোপ করা দরকার:

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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it was clear, blue skies .... and in the next few minutes enveloped in a blanket of sand with visibility to only a few meters.

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এবং কয়েক মিনিটের মধ্যে পুরো শহর যেন ধুলির চাদরে ঢেকে গেল। সে সময় কেবল কয়েক মিটার সামনের দৃশ্য দেখা যাচ্ছিল।

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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it's been a whirlwind week of weird weather for much of the levant, as relieving rains and surprise snows blanket the landscape.

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মধ্যপ্রাচ্যের এলাকা সিরিয়া, লেবানন, জর্ডানের বেশির ভাগ জায়গায় এই সপ্তাহের আবহাওয়া ছিল বৈরী আর সপ্তাহ জুড়ে ছিল ঘুর্ণি বাতাস, যা বৃষ্টিপাত এবং বিস্ময়করভাবে এই এলাকাকে বরফের চাদরে ঢেকে দেয়।

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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do they feel secure from being overtaken by a blanket punishment from allah , or being overtaken by the hour , suddenly , while they are unaware ?

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তারা কি তবে নিরাপদ বোধ করে তাদের উপরে আল ্ লাহ ্ ‌ র শাস ্ তির ঘেরাটোপ এসে পড়া সন ্ বন ্ ধে , অথবা তারা যখন বেখেয়াল থাকে তখন ঘন ্ টা অতর ্ কিতে তাদের উপরে এসে পড়া সন ্ বন ্ ধে ?

마지막 업데이트: 2014-07-02
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the blanket block on many resourceful sites has been heavily criticized on social media and blogs by reviving the hashtag #goiblocks that evolved in the past against internet censorship by the government.

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অনেক তথ্যসমৃদ্ধ সাইটকে এই ভাবে গণহারে বন্ধ করার বিষয়টি ভারতের স্যোশাল মিডিয়া এবং ব্লগে দারুণ ভাবে সমালোচিত হয়েছে, যা গোআইব্লক হ্যাশটাগকে পুনরায় সক্রিয় করে করা হয়, যে হ্যাশট্যাগ অতীতে সরকারের ইন্টারনেট সেন্সরশিপের সময় আবির্ভুত হয়েছিল।

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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a few days after parliament approved the bill last november 1, tens of thousands joined protest actions in bangkok to show their disapproval to the measure which would give blanket amnesty to politicians and leaders who committed political offenses since 2006.

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গত ১ নভেম্বর তারিখে সংসদে বিলটি অনুমোদন দেয়ার কিছুদিন পরে ব্যাংককে দশ হাজারেরও মতো লোক তাঁদের অসম্মতি জানাতে প্রতিবাদ কর্মসূচীতে অংশগ্রহণ করে। তাঁরা সেই বিচারাদির মানের প্রতি তাঁদের অসম্মতি জানিয়েছে, যা রাজনীতিবিদদের এবং সেসব নেতাদের রাজ ক্ষমার কম্বলে মুড়ে দিবে, যারা ২০০৬ সাল থেকে রাজনৈতিকভাবে আক্রমণ চালিয়ে যাচ্ছে।

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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proceeds of the campaign will go to creating $20 winter packages for children inside syria that include a winter coat, a blanket, and a hat, mitten or scarf in each set.

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প্রচারাভিযানটি এর আয়ে সিরিয়ার অভ্যন্তরে বাস করা শিশুদের জন্য ২০ ডলারের একটি শীতের প্যাকেজ তৈরি করতে যাচ্ছে। এই প্যাকেজে থাকবে একটি কোট, একটি কম্বল এবং একটি মাথার টুপি, দস্তানা অথবা ওড়না।

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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the bill was originally proposed to give blanket amnesty to those who committed political offenses since 2006, specifically ordinary individuals (and not leaders) who joined rallies and political protests.

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২০০৬ সাল থেকে যেইসব কর্মীরা যারা সভা-সমাবেশ এবং মিছিলে যোগ দেয়ার মতো রাজনৈতিক অপরাধ করেছিলেন, তাদের নি:শর্তে সাধারণ ক্ষমা করে দিতেই এই বিলের প্রস্তাব করা হয়েছিল।

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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read our earlier interview with omer alvie, the co-founder of (dbtb), about the blanket ban and the pakistani campaign to support online freedom of speech.

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এর সহ- প্রতিষ্ঠাতা ওমর আল্ভির সাথে আমাদের আগের সাক্ষাৎকার পড়ুন যেখানে এই নিষেধাজ্ঞা আর অনলাইনে বাক স্বাধীনতার পক্ষে প্রচারনা নিয়ে কথা হয়েছে।

마지막 업데이트: 2016-02-24
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was still a thief when i met romi. and though i was only fifteen years old, i was an experienced and fairly successful hand. romi was watching a wrestling match when i approached him. he was about twenty-five and he looked easygoing, kind, and simple enough for my purpose. i was sure i would be able to win the young man’s confidence. “you look a bit of a wrestler yourself,” i said. there’s nothing like flattery to break the ice! “so do you,” he replied, which put me off for a moment because at that time i was rather thin and boney. “well,” i said modestly, “i do wrestle a bit.” “what’s your name?” “hari singh,” i lied. i took a new name every month, which kept me ahead of the police and former employers. after these formalities romi confined himself to commenting on the wrestlers, who were grunting, gasping, and heaving each other about. when he walked away, i followed him casually. “hello again,” he said. i gave him my most appealing smile. “i want to work for you,” i said. “but i can’t pay you anything—not for some time, anyway.” i thought that over for a minute. perhaps i had misjudged my man. “can you feed me?” i asked. “can you cook?” “i can cook,” i lied again. “if you can cook, then maybe i can feed you.” he took me to his room over the delhi sweet shop and told me i could sleep on the balcony. but the meal i cooked that night must have been terrible because romi gave it to a stray dog and told me to be off. but i just hung around, smiling in my most appealing way, and he couldn’t help laughing. later, he said never mind, he’d teach me to cook. he also taught me to write my name and said he would soon teach me to write whole sentences and to add figures. i was grateful. i knew that once i could write like an educated person, there would be no limit to what i could achieve. it was quite pleasant working for romi. i made tea in the morning and then took my time buying the day’s supplies, usually making a profit of two or three rupees. i think he knew i made a little money this way, but he didn’t seem to mind. romi made money by fits and starts. he would borrow one week, lend the next. he kept worrying about his next check, but as soon as it arrived he would go out and celebrate. he wrote for the delhi and bombay magazines: a strange way to make a living. one evening he came home with a small bundle of notes, saying he had just sold a book to a publisher. that night i saw him put the money in an envelope and tuck it under the mattress. i had been working for romi for almost a month and, apart from the cheating on the shopping, had not done anything in my real line of work. i had every opportunity for doing so. i could come and go as i pleased, and romi was the most trusting person i had ever met. that was why it was so difficult to rob him. it was easy for me to rob a greedy man. but robbing a nice man could be a problem. and if he doesn’t notice he’s being robbed, then all the spice goes out of the undertaking? well, it’s time i got down to some real work, i told myself. if i don’t take the money, he’ll only waste it on his so-called friends. after all, he doesn’t even give me a salary. romi was sleeping peacefully. a beam of moonlight reached over the balcony and fell on his bed. i sat on the floor, considering the situation. if i took the money, i could catch the 10:30 express to lucknow. slipping out of my blanket, i crept over to the bed. my hand slid under the mattress, searching for the notes. when i found the packet, i drew it out without a sound. romi sighed in his sleep and turned on his side. startled, i moved quickly out of the room. once on the road, i began to run. i had the money stuffed into a vest pocket under my shirt. when i’d gotten some distance from romi’s place, i slowed to a walk and, taking the envelope from my pocket, counted the money. seven hundred rupees in fifties. i could live like a prince for a week or two! when i reached the station, i did not stop at the ticket office (i had never bought a ticket in my life) but dashed straight to the platform. the lucknow express was just moving out. the train had still to pick up speed and i should have been able to jump into one of the compartments, but i hesitated—for some reason i can’t explain—and i lost the chance to get away. when the train had gone, i found myself standing alone on the deserted platform. i had no idea where to spend the night. i had no friends, believing that friends were trouble than help. and i did not want to arouse curiosity by staying at one of the small hotels nearby. the only person i knew really well was the man i had robbed. leaving the station, i walked slowly through the bazaar. in my short career, i had made a study of people’s faces after they had discovered the loss of their valuables. the greedy showed panic; the rich showed anger; the poor, resignation. but i knew that romi’s face when he discovered the theft would show only a touch of sadness—not for the loss of money, but for the loss of trust. the night was chilly—november nights can be cold in northern india—and a shower of rain added to my discomfort. i sat down in the shelter of the clock tower. a few beggars and vagrants lay beside me, rolled up tight in their blankets. the clock showed midnight. i felt for the notes; they were soaked through. romi’s money. in the morning he would probably have given me five rupees to go to the movies, but now i had it all: no more cooking meals, running to the bazaar, or learning to write sentences. sentences! i had forgotten about them in the excitement of the theft. writing complete sentences, i knew, could one day bring me more than a few hundred rupees. it was a simple matter to steal. but to be a really big man, a clever and respected man, was something else. i should go back to romi, i told myself, if only to learn to read and write. i hurried back to the room feeling very nervous, for it is much easier to steal something than to return it undetected. i opened the door quietly, then stood in the doorway in clouded moonlight. romi was still asleep. i crept to the head of the bed, and my hand came up with the packet of notes. i felt his breath on my hand. i remained still for a few moments. then my fingers found the edge of the mattress, and i slipped the money beneath it. i awoke late the next morning to find that romi had already made the tea. he stretched out a hand to me. there was a fifty-rupee note his fingers. my heart sank. “i made some money yesterday,” he said. “now i’ll be able to pay you regularly.” my spirits rose. but when i took the note, i noticed that it was still wet from the night’s rain. so he knew what i’d done. but neither his lips nor his eyes revealed anything. “today we’ll start writing sentences,” he said. i smiled at romi in my most appealing way. and the smile came by itself, without any effort.

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