Krishnachuda and Other Stories (short stories)

DOING WELL

Omar Khaled Rumi

A beautiful healthy damsel came out of an elegant shop room at the Elephant Road after shopping. She started seeing around. May be she was in search of anything. Shahed could understand that she has been searching a transport. He was a little far. He came to her within a moment with his Mishuk and the lady called her. This call was very known much known to him. He can not tell how many times he had to hear this sweet call in a day. He would have no sorrow if the name would have been his own. It is like thinking the man sitting on the ass is also an ass. Yet he waits to hear this call. He waits anxiously for hearing the same call. His fortune is associated with this sound. Men call him in different voices. These are sour, sweet and hard. But this lady called him with her sweet voice and told –

-- Hello, Misuk, will you go?

-- Where it is Madam?

-- Gulshan.

-- Yes, I shall go.

-- How much will you take?

-- One hundred taka.

--Alright. Let’s go. She told this and stared back A little far her affectionate daughter was chatting with her friend. She called a bit loudly –

-- Jony, come.

Hearing mother’s call she stared. She said her friend good by and came to her mother’s side. But suddenly she became amazed seriously, but keeping her sudden shock like sun under the cloud within a moment and very normally she said—

-- Mom, I shall not go through this Mishuk. Please call a taxi cab or a rickshaw.

-- Why?

-- Its so light, may be knocked down. Besides this type of young boys drives very roughly. I have no confidence on them.

-- You are aged enough, but still you are unable to avoid this peevish character. I have told the driver to go. Now it will be odd if we don’t go. Besides, the Mishuk if always did so then none used this transport.

She sounded harshly and got into the Mishuk with utmost annoyance and hatred. Though this unreservedness was much to her mother yet the he could understand that this was not for her mother but for him. This was clear from her eyes.

Suddenly a truck came crossing the signal. Shahed strongly used he break with sudden pressure. He has no alternative to do. He heard the girl is murmuring with annoyance and told –

--Oh! Is the way to use the break so suddenly and strongly? I have told you before that these silly drivers operates the transport being drunkard and you did not hear me. Have you seen the extend of being hurt?

Shahed in front of a house and the lady touched his back and told –

-- Stop here.

The girl without saying anything got down and her mother also She took some money from her costly bag, proceeded  her hand to the driver and told –

--Take it. Please don’t take offence of her. She is like this.

Right at that moment Shahed opened his mouth and told politely –

-- Aunty, this is my penalty for unwanted using the break so suddenly. Please buy some medicine for her to use the same on the place she became injured. Shall see you again.

The lady was surprised. She told whispering that what an astonishing boy he is. She stared to him and remained standstill.

-- Nothing to think over the matter my dear Aunty. When we shall meet again then I shall take it.

Is there any certainty hat we shall see him again in this big city of Dhaka!. The boy appeared to me with a difference with his speech, isn’t it? Educated and unemployed young man. May be he is driving Mishuk getting no employment.

You are thinking much about the boy. Why are you worried for not being able to give higher charges. I am telling you when we shall meet again we shall pay. You are not getting him now.

Though the girl pretend to be not giving any emphasis before her mother, yet the matter was so serious to her that as if she has been beaten by poisonous snake and made her destroyed. This was not known to her mother. But Shahed, the driver of the Mishuk could understand the situation of her mind clearly. In one side being defeated again and again in the examinations and on the other side the occurrence of the last day made her devastated and she passed the night without sleep as if hurt with bite of poisonous snake. She became restless in the next day morning to go the campus. She started to recite the words in her mind to give Shahed a good lesson when they will meet in the campus. She came earlier to the campus than other day driving her own car. She parked her car and came to the department directly. She started to search out Shahed. But she found that not only Shahed but none of the boys and girls of the department are present yet. She started to be burnt to ashes. Only finding Shahed will make the fire flaming to make him ashes with all his prides.

Shahed could understand that Jony would come to the campus earlier than other day and will be awaiting him. She will wait for him only. She will wait not to tell her love, but she wait like a fierce tigress, like a cruel serpent to insult him. But Shahed does not want to give her such opportunity. He came to the department in late. When he reached the department then the teacher was already in the class. He entered the class with the teacher and got a seat to the back bench. He was unable to keep his eyes on Jony. Her beautiful rose like face was seen like a flaming red with anger. Shahed could only saw this red iron like face. The others could understand and feel the heat of it.

Class became ended and everybody started to gossip. Shahed did not wake up from his place. He started to think over the complex issues of his class notes. Suddenly he heard a sound like opening the cold drinks bottle with harsh sound. He moved his face and found that Jony is standing before him.

--Hello, Mishuk Driver?

-- Oh, you?

-- Yes I am. Yesterday you showed a generosity. You moved with your broken transport far so quickly. Otherwise I could give you a good lesson for your behavior.

-- Now I am within the reach of your hand. You can answer as you wish.

-- Here is your charge. Take it. Saying this she forwarded her hand with a new note of one hundred taka.

Taka! But for why? I have not taken any money from you or I have no transactions of money with you before. I have the talk with you now for the first time. There is no transactions with you.

-- Pretending to be innocent! Isn’t it? this is the charges for your yesterday service. Take it.

-- But you have given me that money yesterday. There was a little collision and for that you have been so angry that as if was a serious earthquake and a part of the world is going down. These were the plea of not giving charges. I don’t think it is necessary to get a formality for it.

-- A negligible Mishuk driver and how much high mentality could be expected from him! It possible for such driver who on the plea of transport brake feels that the passenger is unwilling to pay charge. I hate to think like this. So nasty. Did you not feel any shame to think like this about  gentlemen?

--Not the gentlemen. You had been two gentle lady on the transport.

-- Alright, you need not teach me the grammar more.

-- Alright. I shall not teach you. But you talked for a long time and this is wastage of time. So you will give charge for it. By this time a passenger pays at least thirty to forty taka as charge. Let’s go. I shall give you lift and then to take a passenger hurriedly to compensate the wastage of this time.

-- I have not called you to give me a lift. Those persons who can not talk like a gentle man, I can not take any lift from him. How could you think like this?

-- From now I shall try to learn behavior and also try to talk like a gentleman. But mind the daughter of a rich man, having much money in the bank and having resident in Gulshan are not the only things to be identified as a gentleman. This is the case of mentality. The good man knows the good man. If want to know a gentleman then you will have to be gentleman.

Shahed waked up and left the place. Jony remained standing as she was. She could not tell anything. She was hearing the resound of the talks Shahed told some tims before. All the friends of Jony were hearing the hot talks between Shahed and Jony remaining standing a little far. They came hurriedly to Jony after departure of Shahed. They have already understood the things to understand from this. A talkative girl came forward and told –

Hi, Jony, the game is end. The best student of the class and at the same time a Mishuk driver. Its good. He will be able to help you in your study and at the same time he will make travel with you throughout the city well with his Mishuk. He will then sing with loud voice:

“Chaley amar Mishuk uira uira

Dhakar shahar dekhum aaj dujoney ghuira ghuira

...................

Moirona moirona chapa poira

Ha.. ha... ha.. ha..

Shahed read his watch. It is eleven in night. The lonely roads are very much liked by him. In fact he likes the night. The night has its own attraction, amazement. Everybody is not attracted by it. Shahed is not any one of them. His life is dark like night. He likes darkness. Shahed could remember a girl. He asked her about her likings. She told that she likes darkness. Hearing this Shahed was angry. Immediately after the girl told none will find her in the dark. Shahed could know that the life of that girl is dark as it is for Shahed.

Shahed came to Doel Chattar and slowed down his Mishuk. When he was turning he heard a scream. This was the voice of a girl. She was calling for her rescue. The sound came from Shahid Minar. Without thinking anything he started to go to Shahid Minar.

In this cruel city none cares for others. If anybody remains died on the street then very few men will be found to care. Shahed could even not go there if he wished. Besides, whether anybody is in danger or this is a trap was not clear to him. But if anybody is actually is in danger and seeks help of other then not going there to help and move from the place hurriedly is an offence doing like a man with no moral responsibility. But he was never afraid of taking risk. He never thinks for his own life.

Hearing the sound of Mishuk few persons fled away riding motor cycle. Shahed found a girl lying on the ground. A Mercedes car was there, a little far. He became surprised seeing the well. his was the car of Jony. He jumped over from Mishuk and came to the ground. He made the girl tilt up. Shahed became seriously shocked. It was Jony. But how and why she is here? Shahed for a moment  became bewildered. A lot of questions were in his mind, but there was none to answer. Jony was senseless. Black tape was on her mouth. Shahed opened the tape and called her name for once and again. After giving several shock Jony could tremble on the hands of Shahed. Shahed could not understand where Jony was going in this high night. He was unable to think over the matter. Jony should be taken to the hospital. But what shall he do with the car of Jony and his Mishul. But in his hand senseless Jony remains. Shahed thought over the matter. This place in such night becomes lonely. He could not find anybody to help. On the other hand arrival of any person can cause to other danger. They may think Shahed to be the culprit and attack him. It will be another danger. He thought over the matter and then he took Jony to the back seat of the car and lying her there. Shahed binded his Mishuk behind the car with his muffler. He started the car and within a very short time he could be able to reach Dhaka Medical Hospital Emergency. He was lucky that he knew driving car. He became satisfied to use his driving capacity now at this moment. He became happy. He stopped and came out from the car. It was very cold night and there was dense mist surrounding. He felt high cold. He did not care and went to he back door, opened and touched the body of Jony. Her body appeared to be cold very much. He took he body to his lap and somehow he became able to take the body to the emergency room.  Doctor examined her and in a cold voice he told –

-- Nothing to be afraid. Very soon she will come to sense. She lost her sense for being seriously affected by fear. She has no other problem.

Shahed searched out phone number of her residence and called there. Hearing this her father and mother at the first instance became shocked and then controlled themselves and told –

-- We are coming as soon as possible. You please remain by her side. Until we come please don’t go from the place.

Shahed came back near Jony and found that she had been sleeping. A face of an innocent girl appeared to him sleeping. He remained staring to the face of Jony without glance. There were no anger, grieve, insult and bad sentiment in his eyes. He then had only the love and nothing but love to her. He remained staring to her for a long period without his knowledge. At times Jony moved her body. Shahed also moved seeing this. She opened her eyes. He had the surprise in her eyes like the first girl in the world. She tired to wake up swiftly.  A sound of surprise with low voice came out from her mouth –

-- Where I am?

Shahed took her to lye down again and told –

-- Now you are in the medical emergency of the hospital. Nothing to fear.

Jony stared to Shahed. She has unlimited surprise in her eyes. When Shahed came to her and while coming out of Mishuk he was telling something, when she could understand that some body arrived there to save her. Immediately after she lost her sense. She could remember it and bowed down her head with shame. She kept her soft white hand on the hands of Shahed, while she was sitting on the emergency bed. Shahed became trembled. He put one of his hands on the forehead of Jony. Jony could not resist her. She suddenly wake up and embraced neck of Shahed with her two hands. She told –

-- Shahed, you will keep to your hands throughout life and then none will be able to come to me to make any harm.

Shahed could not tell anything. Only he warm water came out from her eyes and dropped the same on he body of Jony. In a very loving voice he could only tell –

-- How are you now?

Jony kept her face to the chest of Shahed and could tell only –

-- I am well.

A BAD DREAM

Omar Khaled Rumi

Don touched his lips to the cup of tea for the last time, but he did not sip and stood up. Don is a young man twenty three years old, having a strong and tough figure. He told in his mind –

-- The haggard woman, I shall see you and meet your last seriously.

He eyes were dancing with delight. Dazzling laugh he had in his face. He took a big breathe and leave the air from lungs. His muscle puffed and got down immediately after. Don is five feet eight inch high with brass color body complexion. Wide chest with full of hairs, with every line of body so clear he has. He had not shaved for a number of days. His face is full of small beard.

He touched his jaw once. and told in his mind –

-- No. This will not be good to in this condition. She will be nagging and he does not like nagging of the woman.

He came out and entered a saloon. He got shaved and came out fresh. The gentle breeze was blowing outside. Nice was the air and that makes the mind delighted.

He started humming:

Aaj jotsna rate sobai geche boney

Basanter ai matal samironey. What is the next line? If Zahid would be here then he could tell the next line. Zahid is fond of Tagore Song. He can tell any line from anywhere of all songs of Tagore. He would then be appared as he was thinking that song. Where is now Zahid? Oh. He is now in Switzerland, the country of free sex. You can enjoy whoever you like at any place. Open the dress and get the most. No problem. Is it possible that a good boy like Zahid has gone to the spoil in that country? His last sent photograph says like this. In a photograph he has been seen kissing a girl of busty health embracing him. His hand was placed on a place of the body of that girl where the hand should be. Zahid wrote a short note saying that:

-- Don’t mind my friend. The girl is from Sweden. She has come to Switzerland with her parents in a travel. She is beautiful and has a very nice sentiment. I proposed and she agreed to get a photo with me.

But whichever is written by Zahid is not the matter. Don knows well that in such a country none can keep himself free from all these things. The hot scenes of his sent photographs made his body hot. He moved his body a little and sat again.

The rickshaw was going fast. His hairs were flying with the hit of air.He tried t keep his hair arranged. Suddenly he thought that is there any moon light today? May be. But Rabindranath would like moon light. He has done many work with moon light. Nothing he has to do by the man. Just he passed his life on these. He does not know ell about his book, but his songs are good. Zahid presented the book ‘Sonar Tari’ in one of his birth day. He was going through the pages of the book from the end, which was his habit. The name of the poem he liked. This had a similarity with his life. He started reading the poem very eagerly and this was the first time had read a full poem. He has never thereafter read any poem in full. What was the name of the poem? He could remember the name of the poem. It was ‘Niruddesh Jatra’. He liked the poem, read and never touched the book again. He thought that there would be no other poem so nice like this. The theme of the poem was an unknown foreign girl is taking the poet to the ocean side. The poet again and again asked her as to where he was being taken. But without answering the question of the poet the girl the girl had only mysterious laugh in her lips. So far he could remember the theme was like this. However he did not like to think over the matter any more. He was going to do an unsocial work. Rabindranath was saint. He should not brought to such nasty thing. Rabindranath has died. He will not be able to tell anything. But surely his departed soul will be angry. Is it possible that Bedna  knows the name of Rabindranat? She appeared to be talented. May be she knows the name of him. He became annoyed, but he was unable to understand as to upon whom this annoyance he felt? He thought that he should have a normal dress wearing. He is with jeans pant. It difficult o have jeans while doing such work. It needs to open the pant fully and then cades. He does not like to be totally undressed. He reminded Sabrina. He feels shame. He feels that Sabrina remaining a little far is smiling to him. As if she is in the last condition seeing him fully undressed.

He was introduced with Sabrina in a [arty. She was a cousin of Zahid. She was beautiful and smart. She was so nice in her behavior and style of talking having a very much attractive body that calls for the desire of a man. No. He will not think about Sabrina any more. Why he will think about her. In those days of love he never saw her particular places of her body completely. He has seen her usually and she appeared so miraculously. He could remember her face well. It is because always he saw the face of Sabrina. She is known for always. She is very much dear to him.

He overcome Zahid and had an affairs of love with her. Don laughed a little remembering the same. Would Zahid love her?  Don thought it was not. If he would have any love with her then at least once Don could find them together. But he never saw or not he had any hint of it. Zahid had never had such expression. But he always laughed about Sabrina. Don also laughed with different meaning and that was for his love to Sabrina.

Very recent thing and so taste is also of amazing. Don could understand. But why the name of her is Bedona? Does it mean that she had many sorrows? May be this is not her name. This type of girl always changes name. Sometimes Fulmati changes her name to Jari, Guljan becomes Rani and like these. But her name is Bedona. No smell of sex remains in this name, rather there remains attachment.  Hearing the name he feels otherwise. No want comes to him. He then wants to know why her name is Bdona Why the name is like this. Is that within this very short time he has fallen in love with her? Otherwise why he is thinking like this? No, this is not right. There would be no love with a prostitute. She is only for enjoyment. But why? They have also minds. They are also girls. They have not only the body, but also minds. If so hey would have love in mind also. It can be never thought of mind without love. World famous many persons had love affairs with prostitutes. But he is not world famous, not even famous in his own country. How many men know him. With such small credentials he may not be famous man. He is not fir for such uncommon love affairs.

Don knocked the door. Calling bell does not work. May be it has not been repaired. These two girls have only one work and that is to rent out the body. Making love with men, earning much money and so getting tastes are the works of them. Every night there will be new one and new taste. Where there is time to repair the calling bell?

An old two storied building. There was no light at the front and so the place is dark. The elderly prose opened the door. Don knew her for many days. He kows everything about her. She has no husband, but there is a man in the identity of husband. Don knows him also. A stupid like man as he appears, but is actually a devil. Otherwise he could not be able to live with such girl. Is it live together? Within a moment Don grabbed her breast and then kissed lightly to her blood red lips.

-- Oh. You leave me. He is in the residence. If he sees then he will mind.

-- Who the girl is. Is it Bedona?

-- Yes. From now you are for her. You had been for many days for me and now his is end. Give me leisure.

Telling this she asked me to go to her and told that she is remaining in the room. I think she is waiting for you with body and mind.

-- But I want you today. I told her like this, which was false.

-- No. We done for many days. My master is now today in the residence after many days. May be he is more hungry than you. I should give him time.

She touched the body of Don heavily and told me to go upstairs, as in her saying, the princess is waiting for me. Don did not refuse her order and started to go upstairs through the staircase like a good boy. Seriously the place was dark, but he faced no problem. The place is known to him for many days. Don did not like to meet outside.

Zahid remained in one room alone and he met there. When Don came then with a smile he left the room for Sabrina and him with a plea of having important work. He would give the lock and key of the room and told when you will go please make the lock well. He smiled while going and Don with sorrow could understand that. Don knew that he has no business out. He will be roaming through roads through whole day. This was the sacrifice of Zahid for Sabrina and Don.

This was the residence of his maternal uncle, who lives in New York. Zahid was caretaker of the residence. His parents live in the village. Zahis is a good student and in future definitely he will do more good result. He is the only son of his parents. They are in expectation on Zahid. All these things have been told to him by Zahid.

Whenever Don had program with Sabrina he always came earlier and had gossip with Zahid. He talked soberly. He is talked by his friends on many things, make funs, but Zahid never answers to them, though he could say something. Only one day he told to Don –

-- I know Don, you love Sabrina very much. But I don’t know why I think that this girl Sabrina will cheat you one day. Knowing such thing about lover Don was unable to tell anything or had any anger on him. He told only with small voice -

-- May be. This is not impossible.

Just after the said day, when Sabrina came earlier. On the entrance of Don she lifted her face and smiled. There was a sorrow in the smile. There was no call but there was a tone of refusal, the sorrow of loss was more than she got. Don trembled and asked with heavy voice –

-- Where is Zahid?

-- No. Just now he has gone out. She answered in her trembling voice.

-- When he will return?

-- After long time. Please sit down, Don. I have something to tell you.

-- Why it is some, why not more? Don laughed and asked.

-- No Don. There is nothing to gain telling more. You will be sorry. Don, please forget me. Don, think that I am dead to you.

-- What does it mean? What do you want to tell?

-- Don, hear me. When I was only four or five years old then in a car accident my uncle died. My father committed to him while he was dying that I shall be married with his only son. He is Shafiq and now he is in Dhaka from London. He will take me there. So far I was married to her immediately after death of my uncle. Believe me Don, I knew nothing about this. Nothing I knew.

-- Everything was known to you and knowing all these things you have cheated me. Don could not understand as to what to do. He was unable to think anything. He became angry and became so fierce like a snake with broken backbone.

-- Don, Please don’t misunderstand me. I love you and this is true. But tell me what can I do now?

-- Let’s go far. We shall go from all of us.

-- Where to go. Shafiq Bhai will find me searching the world. We shall find no benefit. On the other hand you will have to suffer for abduction of other’s wife. I love you. I don’t want your harm.

Though Don told, yet is it possible for him to flee away with Sabrina. They have only an old house in Dhaka. His elder sister has recently been married. His brother in Law is a man of nasty character. He is drunkard and always seeks for another woman. Her sister was advised not to marry him. In spite of all resistance she married this man of ill character. She loved him. Now she is understanding the taste of love. Don feels very much for his elder sister. As she is elder so he cannot tell more. He tried his best to make his brother in law understand the situation, but with no result. In such case his brother in law has become more desperate. His mother is in bed fighting against death every moment. His father died since many years before. He left a small business and now Don looks after the business. He had want to study. But he does not know when his want has died under the pressure of the family. He wanted to forget all his sorrows loving Sabrina. But now Sabrina is not for him.

Sabrina woke up to go. Don could not understand anything then. He just made a stare of hatred to Sabrina. Hatred with anger and grief. He was in mind to make the world burnt to ashes. Don caught two hands of Sabrina strongly and made her bound to sit down on the bed. With much hatred he told –

-- From now you will be for your husband. Let be for a moment with me.

-- Sabrina screamed ad tried to resist him.

But Don knocked her down on he bed and tightly made a pressure on mouth so that she can not make sound. He used a towel to bind her face. Sabrina tried her best to get relief, but failed. She made her two thighs tight to save the zone. Don was then doing her his best on the breast of Sabrina. He opened her dress, made quite undressed and then made a grab on the concealed place of the woman. At that time also Sabrina was trying much to resist him. But she failed. Don became furious. He will not leave her. He will realize everything from her.

All the resistance of Sabrina floated away for the serious desire of Don. All the resistance became spoiled.  When Don stopped then he found himself to be sweating. Sabrina was then lying on the bed flatly, having no dress on the body, so much afraid and the chest is being up and down with her breathing.

THAT BOY

Omar Khaled Rumi

The candle is about to be going out, but yet it is not. It is likely to be out through puff, but it is not possible for reason unavoidable. Want dies not determine everything.

Nil was sitting by the side of the open window and was thinking about this, but suddenly he moved a little hearing chorus. Then they are coming. Everybody feels a hidden excitement talking with a group of unknown girls. He tires to make many questions on it out of excitement and at the same time makes answer to them, but fails. If this would have been Nil then same thing would happen. But today is different. When he girls came near the window he saw Nelly behind them. He did not miss the opportunity. He forwarded his face and in a low voice he told –

-- Hello. Please hear me.

The girl looked behind and told –

-- Did you mean me?

-- Yes. I mean you.

-- So brave you are! Remaining sitting by the side of the window like a stupid, play record in full voice. Do you think we don’t understand anything from this. Now you are making a plea of calling me saying ‘Hello, please hear me’. Do you know who I am? Do you know Sharif, the famous hooligan of this area? I am his younger sister. If I tell him about you then you will have to suffer.

-- You are being angry without any reason. I did not want to make annoyance to anybody. The window is by the side of my bed or the bed is by the side of the window. Which ever it is, I remain bound to keep the window open. You are also telling about songs. hat is my sorrow and that is my life also. I am still living for these songs. Or I would have died more before. All my sorrows are forgotten by me hearing these songs. If you become annoyed then I shall close the window forever. I shall stop songs. I have no desire to make annoyance to anybody for the rest of my life, which is very little.

-- Why? Are going somewhere else!

There is ambiguity in her voice.

-- Yeas I am. But not I am going, rather should be told that I shall have to go. None wants to leave the world in such age, but some becomes bound to go. This is inevitable for him.

-- I have no much time to hear your deep thought. But if you make annoyance again then I shall tell to my brother that the boy sitting by the side of the window makes me annoyed while my going to teacher’s house. You will then understand the taste of remaining staring to girls sitting by the side of the window.

-- I know you can do whichever you like to do. But is correct to take decision without hearing the total. My two kidneys have been damaged. Doctor has told me that I shall not remain in this world for many days. I am a boy ho have got admission to the university recently. I have lost all my desires, dreams and joys. When you all go through this way by the side of the window then I feel pleasure. So I can not resist staring to you. I became delighted seeing the lives in you all.

-- You are great as a play boy. Telling this with much anger Nelly entered the residence of the teacher.

A little before she was very angry. Suddenly she became calm. Yet she could not continue study. The friends all were then attentive to the teacher, but she became unable to be attentive to the lecture of her sir. She lost herself to the dream beyond her knowledge.

The boy remains sitting near the window was for about a month. She comes and goes through this way as she is a private student. Not that he never sees the boy. She sees and found the boy remains sitting in that place gloomy. Nelly could remember that the boy has told about his serious illness. His appearance also resembles that. Is it that the boy will dye actually? Nelly could not accept in mind that such a young man will dye in such age of life. The boy does not appear to be a university student. Rather he is appeared like a high school boy. H has a childlike innocent appearance. If the boy is actually ill then the behavior she did with the boy ought to have not been done. Immediately after a thought came to her mind that may be the boy is pretending to be ill and actually he is not. But why? Then is it that the boy loves her? There were many questions in the mind of Nelly. This was her luck today that she was a little back from her other friends. If she would have been by the side of other students then they could understand something. May be also that if the friends were with her then the boy would not call her.

She came to sense when the sir called her.

-- What are you thinking? Sir asked her with smile.

-- No, nothing sir.

-- Definitely something. Sir told strongly. And then he told –

-- Let us stop here. Come tomorrow. I have a little business to do today. So I could not be able to give you much time today.

She returned and when she came to the window she found the window closed. Nelly became bewildered. Then is it that the boy has closed the window forever? There was no sound also in the room. Suddenly she told –

-- Hello, do you hear me?

She did not get any response and again she called. A very cool and calm voice came out of the room –

-- Yes, I am hearing.

-- Please open the door.

-- If you become annoyed again.

-- No. I shall not be.

She opened the window a little and stared through he gap. hen he was being appeared like a naughty school boy. But there was gloominess in his face. Yet the face appeared to Nelly loving.

-- The window will remain open.

-- And then your brother will come to insult me.

-- No. I am telling you that the window will remain opened and also the songs will be here. The first line of the song will be like this “Amar hoyto samadhi hobey”. It appears to me that the recording of the song has been done by the singer himself.

Nelly is a very brave girl. She is never afraid of anything. She was not a hooligan as she was a girl. But she is brave like her brother. She gets done what she tells. She old the boy first in the voice of order. But at the end she was different in mind. Nil told in cold voice –

-- Alright. This will be as you wanted.

-- What is your name? Nelly asked him

-- Nil. Nelly became amazed and then surprisingly resounded ‘Nil’.

-- My name is Nelly. I shall appear for the SSC examination this year. I shall go now and shall come again. But you will do I have told you to do.

Nil could not tell anything, only remained staring to her.

While Nelly was going she heard somebody in a very gloomy voice is singing the song “Amar hoyto samadhi hobey”.  She could identify the voice.

After returning to the residence she changed her dresses and got her hands and mouth washed and then went to the bed. After private reading she was supposed to go to the school from there and she was dressed accordingly. But she changed her mind as she was not getting support from her mind. She tried to get sleep, but failed. This is not the time for her sleep and naturally she could not. Yet she kept trying and at certain time she got sleep.

A boy is peeping through the half closed door. He had a naughty laugh in his face. Nelly made a call in sign to him. But the boy denied moving his head. Nelly called him again showing her hands and the boy again signed negative moving his head. Nelly left the bed and stepped forward, but the boy did not move from his place. He remained staring to her without glance. So beautiful the laughing, so attractive it was. He was so soft and innocent. Nelly went to her and kept her hands on his neck. The boy embraced her and hen gave a deep kiss on the lotus like lips of the girl. She also deeply embraced the boy and then cried out in enchanting voice. *****

Suddenly Nelly woke up from the bed. She tried to remember the dream she saw a little before. 

Nil was also unable to sleep. He has tried much for getting sleep and now he is tired of it. He started to think over the matter that happened some times before. Nil is always imaginative. He loves to imagine while not in sleep. He has passed many nights thinking over the future of his life. Now also he got himself in depth of imagination.

Nelly remained standing touching the grill of the open window with her lips. All the carrying clouds are on her face. Nil laughed and also Nelly. This sounds like fallen leaves in dry season. This was simply beautiful. So nicely she can laugh with gloomy face can not be believed. He told Nelly to come to the room through the front door. Nelly became out of sight for a moment. Nil remained in stare to the place of the grill where Nelly was standing touching her lips. Two petal soft hands pressed his eyes from the back. Nil with his two hands softly touched hands of Nelly Without moving her hands from the eyes of Nil she brought down her lips to the end of the ear and made a bite, which makes him bound to sound. The bite was a little strong. She kept her two hands on two necks of Nil and asked –

-- Are you hurt?

-- No.

-- Yes. You are hurt. Nelly told strongly.

-- Yeas. But it is very little.

-- Do you know I become happy giving you so pain.

-- Is it?

--Yes. You see a little before so roughly I talked to you. But you did not be angry. You are very good. Very good.

--And also a good actor. Nil expressed his sentiment.

-- No. You are not good actor. You don’t know to pretend. You understand the hard reality.

-- Do you think so? Nil asked in trembling voice.

-- This is absolutely true. I love you Nil. I love you very much. If you die then I shall also die. None will be able to save me. None.

-- Why will you die? You have no sorrow in life, no pains of life.

-- Don’t you think that he happy men do no die?

--Yes. They also die, but not in this way.

-- Then how it is?

-- Leave it. I came to you but did not make any love to me. I shall be angry.

-- If you keep tightly bind from the back then how I shall make love.

-- Oh. Right it is.

Nelly moved from the place, came in front and took sit face to face bending two knees. He touched two chicks of Nelly very softly. Nelly trembled like straw. She made eyes closed. Nil has his nose near the nose of Nelly to touch, but did not. His hot breathe was a burning ingredient to the existence of Nelly and this was like a sleeping volcano. Nil kept his lips on the lips of Nelly. And at that moment a ball of pain from the abdomen spreads throughout he body and he screamed.

In spite of his illness he went out for teaching. The way for twenty minutes only. He goes there on foot. He gets only three hundred taka from the teaching and if he spends the amount for hiring rickshaw then nothing will remain for him. He has three  tuitions. The first one is from morning eight to nine, he second one is afternoon three to four and the third one from evening seven to eight. The money he gets from these is quite insufficient for him. This is so less in comparison to the diligence he gives and none to make understand the situation. But he is continuing. He is taking the half or less than that for his teaching than the established tutors. If left then how he will maintain. Out of anger he came out from his house about a year before. Having lodging and teaching as profession he at last succeeded to get chance in the university of Dhaka. The very dearest ones has not even desired to know his whereabouts writing a letter, not to say about sending money for him. None expressed desire to know whether he is alive or not alive. He has also no attraction to anybody of the past. So he is bearing the cruel torture everyday to keep his survival. He spent the whole month for teaching and at last not getting money of remuneration he has to come back for many times. He has given teaching for extended one month with the hope of getting the salary of teaching of the previous month and at last he has not received salary for either month. He left the teaching for new one, but he never became able to avoid the misfortune of his life. It was always with him. Yet he is passing the days in some way. But when he remember about the food he takes everyday he cannot resist himself from weeping. May be the famine affected persons have the better food for them than he has for him He would not mind if the would have been from the jail as those will be good than this. This is the things for him in this world. But he never minds for that as he will not be required to endure this torture of life for more days. May be he will get something more in the next world. He wants to make a consolation for him.

When Nil returned from the tuition of the students then it was half past nine at night. He took bath, had dinner—peas and rice only and also not cooked well by the maid servant. Its not the offence of the maid servant, rather he thinks that only peas and rice how much can be felt good and what can be done to make it more good by the maid servant. However he had the food somehow and immediately after went to the bed by the side of the window having his recorder on. After some time Nelly will go through this way. He doesn’t know whether Nelly will talk today or she will laugh only and will return after one hour. May be she will talk, may be she will not talk, whichever it may be. But he will be waiting her return. When she will return he will be able to see her. She is like a deity to him. He gave thanks to Allah for the reason that the way of movement of Nelly is near the side of his window. Otherwise he could not be able to find Nelly. Beyond his knowledge Nelly has become the last resort of his life and it is for some days. When he was thinking like this then he found Nelly is coming with her friends. She came near the window, smiled sweetly. Her face is today appeared to be puffed and her eyes were red. This is the symbol of not having enough sleep by the night. Is that Nelly was unable to have good sleep? Nil became a bit indifferent seeing Nelly having his eyes on Nelly without glance. The friends of Nelly were all by this time entered the residence of their sir. With a very soft smile she asked –

-- How are you?

-- The way you wanted?

-- Then you are not remaining well.

-- Why?

-- Why should I expect your welfare? I have so many things to do.

-- But I want you to remain well and yet you are not doing well.

-- I am remaining well. Nelly had a strong voice

-- No. You are not remaining well. Not at all.

-- How could you understand?

-- Your face and all are being appeared puffed. May you have not had a good sleep by the night.

-- No, I have slept well.

-- Not telling the true.

-- What is the benefit of telling lie?

-- I don’t know the accounts of loss and profit. But the only thing I know is my love to you.

-- You love me?

-- Yes, I am. I love you.

-- This is not right.

-- Is it good to tell anybody not right?

-- But I don’t love you.

-- If anybody does not love a man then it is not a matter of force to get it.

-- And if I tell it to my brother?

-- You can tell. I am not worried about it. The man who will go from this world, which of the little occurrence can hurt him so much. If you want you can insult me by yourself. There is no necessity to call your brother. A man who is loved can not be hurt. But if pretends to love then it may happen.

-- No, Nil. I don’t know acting, I know to love.

-- Do you mean love? Do you love me?

-- Yes, I love you and that is from the core of my heart and more than my life.

-- It is unbelievable.

-- But you will have to believe. I shall prove this today evening.  You will remain at the TSC gate of Suhrowardy at just four in the evening. Will you be there?

-- I shall have to go for my tuition purpose.

-- Do you remain in this work?

-- Yes.

-- I can not imagine of it!

-- But this is true and I have told you that.

-- Make a day for me. Please don’t go today.

-- Alright. Nil answered after a while.

-- I shall be waiting for you.

-- I shall be there for you.

Nelly could not believe that Nil is a tutor. The person who will leave this world after some days is still fighting to keep existence. Besides, how he can do this work with ailing health. She was unable to understand the situation. She entered the residence of her sir. When she came out of the residence of sir then Nil was sleeping. He was appearing like a little innocent boy.

Only four minutes remaining to be five. Still Nil has not come. Is that he will not come? Suddenly a question raised in Nelly’s mind. Why she has called Nil? What she has to tell Nil? What the proof she will give to Nil? A dream was so involved with her hat since last day she had not thought over the matter for at least once. When she could remember the matter then it became a matter of worry for her. Before reaching to any end some called her name. She was amazed and looked back and then found Nil is standing.

Today Nil is appeared to different in shape. He has worn a modern pant with modern printed shirt. High heel shoe also he used and at the same time a Casio wrist watch he had. H has not worn diamond ring or gold chain in neck like a son of a rich man, but he was being appeared very smart. Nelly without glance was looking towards Nil. This is the first time for her that she saw Nil totally. She told in her mind, so beautiful Nil you are! The beauty of that evening made her reach to different decisions.

-- What are you seeing in this way? Nil asked her.

-- I was seeing you. Nelly laughed and answered.

-- Seeing me? Nil became surprised.

-- Yes I was seeing you.

-- Oh my God! What did you find in me to see?

Nelly did not answer to Nil. She told –

-- Let’s go to sit inside.

They entered the park. The was not very crowded then They proceeded to a little distance and stood near creeping tree. It would have been better if they knew the name of the tree – both of them were thinking like this. Nil thought may be he knows the name, but it is not possible for him to identify. So the tree is not known to him. He knows many tree and their names, but he does not know the name of this tree. The number of such tree is not less. This is mystery and thinking this he laughed.

-- Why did you laugh? Nelly also laughed and asked.

-- No, nothing.

-- No. I think none laughs without any reason.

-- There may be some exception.

-- There are some mad, they laugh. Nelly made a joke.

-- I am also a mad.

-- May be. I don’t know.

-- Nil did not tell anything more. He also became weighty. In a harsh voice he asked –

-- Nelly, you told me that you have something to prove.

-- I have already given.

-- Where?

-- My coming here is only for you and this is a proof. I have come to prove that I love you.

-- I have also come here for the same purpose. Nil in his innocent voice gave idea of surrender to Nelly.

-- Then we both love each other. Isn’t it?

--Yes. The dazzling laugh of Nil gave the symbol of self content.

Nelly embraced him with her two arms and then rushed upon the chest of Nil. She started scouring her hands on the back of Nil and at a certain time she told with emotional voice –

-- Let us marry.

-- No, that can’t be. Don’t give the last light of the world to the setting sun. If so then how the day will come.

-- It will be. It will be following the normal system of the world. But who is standing by the side of the ocean to see the setting sun, I shall have to make the thing lively for delight of him at least. I shall destroy all the lights of the world and bring so enormous dark, which have not been seen by anybody in the world. The bulky ocean sitter will be surprised to see it and then with loud laughter they will tell –

-- They have never seen this.

Nil embraced Nelly with his two arms. She gave a deep kiss on the chick of Nelly. Nil felt presence of a drop of hot tears. This drop has come through chick of Nelly and that made the lips of Nil wet. They could not understand as to how much time they have passed in this way. At time Nelly told –

-- Nil, may be you will not take me with you. But when you will reach he another world then you will find that your Nelly is waiting for you with garlands in hands.

-- No. No, Nelly, don’t tell like that. You will not die. You will remain alive. You will remain alive for me at least.

-- No. I shall not be able, never.

-- Nelly, you will promise to me. You must.

-- I can promise for everything, but not for that you want.

-- No. You will have to promise me on that. Since you will promise, so promise me the best I want.

-- Alright.

--Then I shall be leaving the world with satisfaction.

For a long time neither of them was able to tell anything. They remained staring to each other for this time and that staring told many things which they were u8nable to tell. Nil told at last –

-- Then let us go.

Nelly stood up. She was not able to give her last kiss to Nil. She became unable to keep her lips on the lips of Nil. This remain the desire for never ending period and it was her ‘the last kiss’.

Elder sister of Nelly was very ill. She was carrying and the last moment has come. Her brother in Law informed over phone about this a little before. Nelly became very much worried hearing the news. In one side the illness of Nil and on the other side her sister is ill. Nelly could not understand as to what to do then. But she will have to go. Her brother in Law told her to go without delay. Besides, this is the time when she should remain by the side of her sister. In this moment her presence will give a mental shelter to her sister. In this moment the strength of mind does many things. Nelly was upset. She felt that the whole world has fallen under dark and the darkness grabbed everything from her one after another.

Nelly was coming back from Chittagong. She was coming with the dead body of her sister. When she came near the mess residence of Nil then she heard the shout of crying. A voice with pause was telling –

-- Nil, you left us in this way without telling us anything. Why did you leave? Why?

Nelly cried out loudly --- no. and she fell down on the ground.

KRISHNACHURA

Omar Khaled Rumi

So far the eyes go find only the expansive large field. The road is by the side and then the village after the village. Nothing different with other villages and it is very simple and beautiful. Some inconsistency appears from far. Then appears a little yard in front of a broken hut, around which the abundant green. Some hens and ducks are walking here and there. A bulky hen is eating feed kept in the earthen pot and the cows are eating straw of new paddy. Her little calf of some days are sucking the nipple of mother as much as he strongly can. A black goat entered into the build over crossing the fence. The old woman is murmuring with trembling lips having no meaning.

Afzal did not feel necessity to go into the village to see all these things. These are very normal in his eyes. He is the boy of a village. He passed some of his early and adolescent life in the village. And one he was out, but always found time to come back to the village of his own. It is not possible for a man to wipe out the memoirs of the early life and the things he had seen after birth and during growing up. Afzal is going to the next village. He was student for one year in the high school of that village. This is a thing of many days before. Afzal is now a student of the engineering university and in the vacation he is now to his village house. Afzal lives in the urban environment for a considerable period. So he was not feeling well in the rural environment. He felt necessity seriously to go some where for some time. He may find it well if he can travel to some distance, have talk with somebody, saw different things in the village and all these will help to remove the dark of his mind. He thought the whole thing in this way. He decided that he will go to the school where he was a student once.

He was a student here many days before, but the teachers have not for gotten him. They are all happy with Afzal as he is a very good student. When they meet Afzal’s father then they ask everything about him. Where he is reading, how he remains, what is the condition of health and over all the question is about the examination result of Afzal. When he comes to the village home he can learn all those things from his father. His father also advises him not to remain in the house always. It would be rather good for him if he goes out and make short travel to somewhere near the village. Afzal becomes unanimous with his father. He always feels alone when he comes to house. He was under strict control since his boyhood. In such condition he had no very near friends in the village level. He does not know where all his classmates are now and what they are doing. He knows about some of them only and they are busy with their work in he mill factory or in the crop field. If he goes to the local market then he may meet some of them. But his father does not like to make any gossip in the market with the village level people. Afzal is highly qualified and it is not fare for him to make a gossiping swarm with average people. None will take the matter easily. One of his classmate was Monsur, with whom he was a good friend. Monsur read upto class three and then he stopped study. Monsur is now a jute mill worker. This is not very less to a boy like Monsur who read up to class three only. The days are not very easy and simple, rather it is now competitive. But Monsur is not satisfied with this employment, for which he comes to the village as and when he gets opportunity. He came to know all these things from the mother of Monsur. If Monsur would have been in the village then he would go with him to travel. Monsur is a very good friend. He is very clear about art and culture and their effect on his life. He has clear philosophy of his life. Afzal finds similarity with the life style and philosophy of life of Monsur. Afzal becomes happy when he talks with Monsur. He reminds Monsur in his dear moments.

It will take much time if he goes through this zigzag way. He proceeded through the field and at times when he was on the turning point then he could manage balance and came down on the field. Not very much people were moving through the road. But while he was walking then he was getting troubles. He searched but did not get any narrow way of movement of the people. Yet with hardship he was going forward. When he arrived the school then it was eleven hours. He entered the library and gave salam to all. The teachers became very glad to see him. He was told to sit, but he was in hesitation to sit with the teachers, but for their repeated request he put himself on the chair with the teachers and the teachers stated o talk with him.

Within a moment the news spread in the school that the well dressed young man who came a little before was once the famous student of the school. Most of the students did not know him directly, but hey heard the name of him. The family of Afzal is the educated family of this area and there are very little persons who did not hear about them. So he is known to many as the members of that educated family. But Afzal did not know them well. In the midst of their talking a thought was peeping in his mind. Afzal was a student of this school long before and the students whom he saw were little are now the students of higher classes and naturally they will not be known to all. Afzal with permission of the teachers came out from the library. He found that Mahfuza is remaining standing in front of the door. Mahfuza is the daughter of cousin of distant relation. Now she is reading in class nine. She was waiting to talk with Afzal. While Afzal was talking with Mahfuza then he found the students are seeing them from far. He felt uneasy. Before ending talk with Mahfuza he was called from the library. Afzal told good bye to Mahfuza and entered the library room of the school and he found that the headmaster has arranged some refreshment for him. The headmaster showed him a chair to sit, but Afzal felt uneasy. Yet with cordial request and praise of the teachers he took some from the arrangement. They talked while eating. They talked on politics, economy, global situation, social degradation, education and many other things relating to new generation. It was then noon and Afzal stood up to go. The school will be closed now.

When he came to the veranda he found two eyes of a girl not known to him. She had an emotional eyes towards Afzal. The eyes as if were with the wet of dew of the morning, love of the heart as well. Afzal remained staring to her without glance. Suddenly he found the students were seeing them with meaningful laugh on lips Mahfuza could only told –

-- Uncle, you are going?

What Afzal told in reply could not remember, but felt that the fire has been dazzling in the Krishnachura tree in his mind corner.

TO WAIT

Omar Khaled Rumi

I told Ronti to come just at ten. Now it is eleven pass twenty and he has not yet come. This is his habit and that he will never come in time. Is Ronti late willingly? When Miky will be at the last end of patience then suddenly he will arrive. He will come and then will spin out a long story, oh Miky, don’t mind my darling. Miky would hen remained in such position as to kick him to the water of Chandrima to see the what waiting for long time actually means to anybody. But she can not disregard the laugh of Ronti having all his teeth out.

When Miky was thinking like this sky and ground then Ronti came like everyday after a long time late. Miky just a little before was thinking of having aqu puncture in her whole body and when Ronti came all of such thought were wiped out. This Ronti can not be denied, rather can be waiting for unlimited time. Miky waited only for one hour and twenty minutes. This time of waiting for fiancé is  not at all much for lover. Miky can remember the waiting the Jakkhapria in Ujjayini. Is it that the waiting of her has been ended. If not then why all he loving persons wait for each other for unlimited time.

Ronti has another bad habit. Miky does not like this bad habit also. Today  he has done the same work for several times. But today it did not appear so bad to Miky. She herself tried to do the same work, but she could not. Ronti was enormously laughing and this is not unusual. Ronti knows all he arts of love and in that place Miky can not even do the twinkle of eyes. She told Ronti not to laugh. Hearing this Ronti started laughing more and at times of his laughing she had some problem in throat and that gave much suffering to him. By this time Miky had caught him and Ronti gave pressure on the chest with his hands. His eyes were full of water which he wanted to wipe out with the end of Miky’s cover dress. Miky did not allow as to it is not wise to wipe eyes with synthetic cloth. She brought out white handkerchief from her pocket and with much care she wipes out the eyes of Ronti lifting the chin of Ronti a little high. Ronti was then appearing like a little innocent girl. A little before the creator has made a stop to his delight suddenly and if the same would not be happened  then the vehicle of life would have been ended forever. Miky could remember that Ronti had problems in heart. He had two heart operations in heart in his early age. He should not laugh loudly. This is restricted for him. They two remained sitting silently for sometimes. None could tell anything. Miky first moved and slowly called him.

Very slowly Ronti answered –

-Tell, Miky.

-I have received letter from my mother. Miky told sadly.

-What she has written? Ronti became eager to know.

-Many things. But all are about problems

-How it is?

-One of our two bullocks to plough has died. Now it is the season to cultivation. One -bullock is necessary to buy. Besides, you will not understand the hardships of the village -people during rainy season. Even the well to do people would not have rice to eat in this season. It appears the rainy season comes only for the village people to enhance their crisis.

-You don’t think on the matter. There will be a solution definitely. You will not be able to do anything thinking on the matter much.

-It is right. I have nothing to do. My mother is not going well with her health. I have now already lost one of my tuition earning. I had dues for two months, but they did not pay. I think they will not pay this money. I feel very much worried for the situation. If my father would have been alive then I had not to think over the matter much. He would do something.

-You had so many problems, and for which I am also worried. In this moment if I tell about my problems then you will be more worried. I shall not tell today. I shall tell you about this another day, though the thing is very necessary for you to know.

-What is that Ronti? Miky became eager to know. But his desire to know is covered with the gloomy shade, just like being covered the shining moon by cloud at the late night.

I told you that I shall tell you later on. Ronti told using his last strength and that appeared like an ailing person at the point of death.

-Tell me right now. This will not be dangerous to me. I am poor and poor persons had the heads not to be bewildered easily with any bad news. If this would happen then the country would be full of insane persons. When dangers comes then it comes through all sides and I am ready for that. You can tell me.

- No. Let me see. I shall not tell today. I shall tell when it will be proper.

- But why? What is next to see? Miky became impatient.

-Oh my God. Leave it. Tell something on other matter. You tell me about love. I like to hear this. One who have not it likes to hear it. I had everything in my life, except love. You have given me love and you filled me to the end like the full pond with water. I want to keep my love survived under any circumstances. I want to see me within you throughout my life. I want to feel me in your existence, in your soul.

-I also want like that, Ronti. You loved within many obstacles and that root is now in depth to all folders of my life, in the core of my heart. No cyclone of the world will be able to uproot the same from my heart. Nothing will be able to separate me from you.

-Then like the other day you touch my hands and give me words that in spite of all odds and adversities of life you will be able to do anything and everything for me. You will not destroy the love I have to you under any circumstances.

-Nothing more to tell Ronti. I have already given you the words on that day when I heard your voice first, saw you first, kept my eyes first on you and loved you. But you want to hear again and I am telling that under any circumstances, even in exchange of my life I shall keep your love in my heart, in my sense. I have not got anything in my life and yet I am living. But the love I got from you if lost then I shall not survive. It is fact that without your love I shall have no meaning of life.

- Miky, you don’t think. Even the mountain may destroyed, but I shall not be separated from you. Let them try as much as they can. You will see that I shall come to you.

-Who are they?

-My father and mother.

-What they have done? Miky became worried and surprised.

Then let me tell the whole episode.

-My father and mother have learnt about our affairs long before. But very carefully they did not express the same. I have not been told about this anything, as they were afraid that I may o something undesirable. But very secretly they have arranged my marriage. The boy is my maternal cousin, whom I do not like at all. He bears a very ill moral character. You can not imagine as to what he has done to attract me. He writes letter one after another, gives presentations a lot and the number of such thing is so much that my room is almost packed up with his presentations. But I never liked him as I know him very well. I love you Miky, so I do not like to hide anything from you. He is a Satan. Once he came to my room in the maternal uncle’s house and finding me there alone he wanted to enjoy me. He thought that I would response. But he does not know that all men in the world are not of ill character as he has. I threw spit on his face and fled away on that day. May be out of shame he has not told this to anybody. When he stares to me I find something ugly in my body, as if he is sucking me in his mind. Recently he is coming to our house every now and then. He entered into my room when he wants, tries to behave in bad manner. My father and mother do not tell him anything. They do not know about his ugly character. If I tell them anything against them then they will not believe. They will think that I am telling all these things as I love you. Moreover since my parents do not tell anything directly about the arrangement so it is not also possible for me to tell them in this respect. They will not give any weight on my opinion. They will laugh and may tell that this is not correct. They will tell that is it possible for them to arrange marriage for them and if I am married and go to another house then how they will remain without me. In such position I shall have nothing to do. But I know they have arranged everything in respect of my marriage and even they have selected the honeymoon place of us after marriage. That Satan likes Venice to go and my father has told me that if I go to Venice then I will have a fresh mind. Do you the Satan like men have the right to enter the nice city like Venice. Everybody can be changed, but my cousin is a Satan and he will remain a Satan throughout his life.

Ronti was taking big breathing telling all these things at a stretch. She was excited, her face was red and eyes were also red. As if if she would get the maternal cousin near then she would burnt him to ashes right now. Miky was keeping his hands on the head of Ronti and that made a cold emotion in the mind of Ronti. She surrendered herself to the arms of Miky like a pet cat. She cried out loudly and pushed her face to the chest of Miky.

Miky could not understand as to what to do in this moment. What the consolation can be given. He tried to touch the sorrow of Ronti touching the head of her. She was trembling and at times she became cool in the chest of Miky. Miky called her name and after some time she answered –

-Yes, tell me. Ronti was staring to the eyes of Miky without glance and after a while she told with tears in eyes-

-That boy has gone to a place not known to me and I heard that after his arrival I shall be married with her.

-No I want to go far with you tomorrow. I have decided it. Tomorrow at nine we shall be at Kamalapur Rail Station and through the train at ten we shall go to Chittagong. You need not take any preparation. I shall arrange necessary money for the purpose. You will bring your dresses only. I have a friend in Chittagong and we shall go there and if we can arrive then there will remain nothing to be worried. He will manage everything. But you will come in right time. I shall be waiting on the over bridge.

Miky could not tell anything. Only he can show his willingness moving his head. At times he felt that the whole world being a stone big has pressed upon his chest and he is unable to move.

Ronti has gone long before. Miky could not and also he thought as to where should go and what to do. He was unable to think anything. He was out from the room in the morning and now it is long time he has not been to the room. He was unable to take decision then. Miky could not understand when the darkness of the night has grasped the light of the day and now there is nothing than the darkness around. With the sound of mosquito he raised his head and then he could find that the darkness has grasped the light of the day. He thought to go to Moin and also he thought Moin will be able to give him a proper suggestion. Moin is his only friend. Moin knows everything of the life of Miky. Moin was always with him in well and woe and he is such a friend of him that he can do everything for Miky. In the morning he went to the room of Moin, but found Moin out before. Now he should go there. All the matters are needed to be discussed with him. As he is unable to take decision now, may be Moin will be able to give him any proper decision in this time. He hurriedly stood up and started going to Moin.

Moin was in the room. When Miky entered the room pushing the door then Moin asked-

-What is about you Miky? Miky was opening the rope of the Cades and in such position he answered-

-Well. Please wait a bit. I need to tell many things.

-It is appearing something bad. Have you got any bad information from your house?

-Yes. I have received letter from the house.

-- Is it well everything?

-Not very good. My mother is not well. She is suffering from ailment. One of the two bullocks for cultivation has died. Now plugging is closed. So many problems and how many to tell.

-Tell me. May be I shall not be able to give you solution, yet I shall know the situation.

-Miky told everything to Moin. Moin heard and told-

-Don’t be worried. I am here. I can do everything and anything for you. I know Ronti well. She is a very good girl and at the same time she is serious in her view. She can manage everything. Let us now have some food. We should be first full fed and then everything is well and when you have your empty stomach then you will not be able to solve anything. Let us eat ant think well.

Miky had no travel bag. He took a travel bag and five hundred taka from Moin. The amount is very small, yet it is better to have something than to having nothing. This is much for him in the days of such problem. In the evening both of them came to the room of Ronti. It was decided that in the morning they will keep ready hurriedly and before nine they will be at the Kamalapur Railway Station. Miky will go before so that Ronti did not to wait alone. Moin will help them and after their departure Moin will go to the village of Miky.

When Miky came to the room then he got a letter written by his mother. In the letter he has been advised by mother to go to the house as soon as possible.

Moin will go to the village of Miky and will tell to Miky’s mother that Miky is now busy with his examination. So it is not possible for Miky to come to the village right now. After the end of the examination Mikly will come to the house and Moin has been sent to the house to give this information to Miky’s parents.

Moin will take address of friend of Ronti while they would be in the station and then after coming to Dhaka everything shall be informed to Miky.

Miky got ready with the dresses and Taka given by Moin in that night. Room mates wanted to know as to where he is going. Miky answered-

-Home. The room mates believed the same without any doubt. They know about the letter that came from his house.

Miky was being unable to sleep. Moin was touching his head to make him peaceful and to give him release from the excitement. At times he slept. Moin woke up hurriedly and saw the watch on the table that it is almost eight. Horrible! He is already late.

He pushed Miky to wake up and told that it is eight. Miky woke up hurriedly and seeing the watch he shouted –

-Oh my God. It is already eight!

Miky was telling the rickshaw puller to be please hurry to go to the station as soon as possible. Rickshaw puller is also trying his heart and soul to reach the station early. Miky has told him while hiring the rickshaw that if he can reach the station in time then he will be paid as much as he will want. Rickshaw puller was happy hearing the same. While the rickshaw was near the Golap Shah Mazar then it turned speedily and it was to be about turned down. However the rickshaw puller has managed somehow. When the rickshaw was in front of the Gulistan Cinema Hall then the puller again undertook a sudden turn and at that time a bus that was coming from opposite direction hit the rickshaw seriously. Miky could not see anything. He was thrown to a distance from the rickshaw. He somehow woke up and came to the rickshaw and found that the body of rickshaw puller has turned to a flesh and blood and different parts of the body of him were scattered under pressure of the wheel of the bus. The has already become overcrowded with shout. He went running to Moin and found that some of the passersby were trying to get him to a taxi. Two unknown persons came to him to know if he has been injured. Miky somehow told-

No. He was not injured.On of the present persons told him to get into the rickshaw. Miky went up to the rickshaw and found that the body of Moin has been hurt seriously. The wheel of bus has gone through the body of Moin. It is not possible to see him. Somehow the senseless body of Moin is on the lap of Miky. He was so threatened with sudden incident that he was not being able to tell anything. He was keeping his eyes on the body of Moin only.

When Moin was in the bed of hospital then he came to sense and called Miky. He does not know whether Miky is alive or dead. Miky with the call of Moin very slowly answered-

-Moin.

-Moin with his last strength only could tell-

Miky, you should not make let. Ronti is waiting for you. Go as soon as possible.

Miky was forgotten about Ronti. Hearing the name he rushed out and and started going to Kamalapur from the Dhaka Medical Hospital. The small way appeared to be long one, as if the Trans Siberian Rail Way. He started going to the over bridge after arrival to Kamalapur. Suddenly he saw a crowed just at the side of the platform. Many persons were seeing something encircled. They were appearing gloomy. Miky ran to the crowed and rushed in to the place. He found a young lady has committed suicide under the wheel of the train. Miky became standstill to see the dead body. The dead body was of Ronti, his love, his desire, his everything. He came out from the crowed. None could understand the relation between the dead body and the young man who came out and also did not know the reason of this suicide.

He came out of the station and started going to medical hospital with a rickshaw. When he reached the bed of Moin he saw the doctors are coming out from the room. He ran to the doctors. The doctors could tell only that-

Sorry. We have become unable to save your friend. We had tried our level best.

Miky did not tell anything He remained standstill. He was murmuring: None of you could wait for me.

 

THREE DIMENSIONS

Omar Khaled Rumi

We had never any address. We have seen the rooms and houses owned by others. We have forgotten to think over hunger, thirst, ailments and shame and necessary dresses. None has ever told that education is necessary for us. To tell the truth the body of my most beloved Halima is almost without dress. Her two breasts are like two small unripe and raw papaw hanging on the body. She has no blouse. The saree she wears was never to cover her attractive body as this was made of hundred torn parts, not sufficient for the purpose. My little child and me were habituated to see all these things. This is not any matter to us. Her body does not bear any separate meaning to me. After the day’s hard work we remain under the shade of polythene cover by the road side. When necessary, I proceed hands and draws her near to me and it is not difficult to find out the desired places as the body never remains with enough cover. This is like the entrance to the heaven directly. Halima is also takes it very easily. Should there be any shy to the husband? When she becomes in need then she tells that her body is hot and of course her desire is also a little more. So I can not deny. I p-lay as much possible for me. The little child in this time does not always remain in sleep, sometime the child remains awaken nd plays with its own mind and whim. So our primitive game proceeds without any hesitation or secrecy. The child does not understand anything and does not feel any desire to look. White and black are meaningless to the baby and same are the day and night. Both of us sometimes think why would not remain like the baby throughout the life.

We tried much, but cannot do anything good and fruitful. We have done many types of work in this city, But the condition remains the same. Sometimes have some food, sometimes half fed and sometimes no food. Sometime there arise anger, but what that will give to me. That have no complaints. And if there would have been any complaints and to whom it would have been placed. After birth the creator is never to me and if I could see then I had some something to tell. I would want a new saree for Halima, a new blouse for her and also a pair of shoe. I would also want a new lungi, a gamchha and a pair of normal shoe and also a toy for the baby. I would not want any cloth for the baby as it remains always naked.

Halima has a work in a residence. The elder son of that residence likes Halima. He gives taka one hundred for each game with her. Opportunity is not available for every, but when it comes she never denies. She purchases milk for the baby with the said money. I have no objection or I can not make any objection. She has two big breasts, but not very much filled in with fluid. Allah has made the things desert. Big doctors could do something. But I have no such ability and I would have then I would not allow her to use her body. In such condition the body would have been for me.

I have no annoyance on Halima. She never does anything for herself. Everything she does is for the child and for the hunger.. She also thinks about me. This thought would have been to me for her. But it is not possible to keep the things running with earnings of one. He polythene cover slowly comes down and sometimes it touches the head.

The owner of the said house could somehow learn he history of her secret love. He does not become angry, rather he shows affection, calls near him, touches head, breasts, back and buttocks and above all at the middle of the two thighs. He tells in a very low voice keeping mouth near the ear-

- I shall give you new saree. Here is of mine. Catch it, if has no objection hen put into the mouth. This is ripen things and so the taste is different. It will be sweeter.

Water comes own from the mouth of the old man and that drops to the secret cave of Halima. But after the end the elder man does not cheat, rather gives taka two hundred. The baby got treatment with that money. Halima remains open and her body remains in call to everybody.

The future days are appeared to be harder than the passed days. Helplessness increases. The body of Halima starts to be decreased. How much days the dazzle of youth can e hold with no nourishing, no feeding. Necessary food is not always available, no treatment when necessary. Only the hard work she had. Halima with her skeleton body hides face in chest and cries shoutly. I do not also like her skeleton body, and at the same time I can not push back her also. Under any circumstances she is my wife, the companion of my well and woes many. I can not find satisfaction in her body. I want to get it and in such position my desire turn to torture. Once the body was the source of comfort and enjoyment now the same body has become and annoyance and in course of that the things, i.e. the attachment becomes torture. Sometimes it turns to hatred and becomes intolerable.

Somebody not known to me calls me with hints from the polythene shed nearby. I look carefully and found the attractive two eyes of Razia.  I become bewildered with the call of the loving eyes.

Halima goes out in search of work and I remain in the bed. Suddenly Razia entered the room and closed the door. She keeps her body by my side on the bed. The maiden girl, hot body with enormous desire, restless for attachment. She catches me strongly with her two hands and her hot breathe makes me drunkard. With violence I make her dress less and found a body like mommy of Egypt. Right as the body of Deity ready for homage. Within a moment I torn the chastity of the Deity with my satisfaction. Razia becomes very much satisfied and then she tells that you are my husband. You will marry me.

In one night I go to far with Razia. Who cares for that in this town? I take full satisfaction from her with my full contempt. Razia is a girl of early age and naturally many of the things of the world are unknown to her. She is busy with her youthful body and likes to be satisfied always finding everything of the world is colorful. She likes to remain in love affairs always. The burning flame of the fire place has not grasped her yet. So she remains in enjoyment of life always. She does not care that she will also be Halima some day and that day is not very far. She does not know her youth is like he tide and the ebb will come as there is no care for nourishing this. I don’t know about Halima now. During this last three years I have not seen her in this city. A new born child is now on the lap of Razia, being the same shadow of life. Razia is also being Halima slowly. This is just like the same story repetition, the same heroine in the new platform or stage.

Razia is not so beloved to me as she was in the beginning. Still she is youthful, but not so alarming to the desire of me. She appears to e very normal and does not create any attraction within me. Now I see the face of another woman in the mirror of my mind. Who is she? Is she Masuda? I can’t understand. She wants to tell me something. She does not tell out of shy. But she is good. Someday she will have to be asked as to what she wants to tell.

No novelty is necessary to come in front of Masuda. She is always in front and when we come nearer she always have a mysterious smile in her lips. Without reason she covers her face with hands when we meet. She makes the coil with her hairs on the head. She gives hints of love openly and the thing remains only to understand. This is not very difficult to me to understand as everything of a woman is known to me, nothing hidden. She does not know that she is just like a child to me as I have well equipped with experience about them. Yet I remain to her as I do not understand anything, only a man with emotion of love with her. She is recently young and I may the first man in her life. My false surrender becomes lively to her simplicity. She deeply falls in love with me. Once I got her alone and kissed her. Within my arms her body trembles like tree in the storm. I do not proceed further. She may understand otherwise. She made herself free and fled away. She stares to me and laughs.

In one deep night she calls me with low voice. I was not sleeping. It was torrential rain from the evening.. Many things have been floated with rain water. A little before the raining has stopped. Razia is yet to come after her work. May be she is sleeping in the kitchen keeping her child in her chest. None thinks over return to the house much, particularly in that house where there is no sign of happiness. I was not getting sleep. It is possible as I was thinking of coming Razia, not for any love but for the requirement of the body. I don’t know why in that night of torrential rain the demand of body was so high. Woman in my life were never the moon in distance. So I was not accustomed to be satisfied in other way. I can not go without woman.

I opened the door and saw the outside. I become surprised to see that Masuda is sitting in front of the door. I call her to the in of the room. The same thing happens. What more can be? It all alike Razia, Halima and others. The same scent, same amusement and delight and everything. I don’t feel any attraction to Razia, that attraction which was in case of Halima and Razia. After conjugation she appears to be unwanted. Yet I make some affectionate behavior to her. She keeps her head on my chest and remains lying there. She touches her hands on my chest full of hairs. It appears a very smooth touch of the feather of bird in heart and in secret. I strongly embraced her.

I hear a sound in the door of the kitchen. Razia wakes up from sleep and after opening door she finds driver Ramiz of that house. Ramiz laughs with bringing out his big teeth like Hyena. In sleepy eyes Razia asks-

-Do you need anything. It is high night!

-Definitely something is needed. I need to come in. Razia stood aside and Ramiz entered the room. In a very low voice he tells-

-Shut the door. I have something to tell. Razia did the same like a hypnotized person. She becomes surprised. She can’t tell anything. They sit face to face.

Ramiz catches the hands of Razia and tells-

-As you are in the room so I came. Nothing more to tell. Some normal talks. You can understand everything. My wife remains in the village, meets her after long gap and it becomes hard for me, a young person. I can’t tolerate more. If this would have been financially possible then I could keep her to my shelter. But I am not solvent. Take this hundred take for you. This my presentation to you for your kindness to possible response from your end. Razia became surprised as he thought about him otherwise. But she is now seeing such one Ramiz who was not even to her imagination. She became serious and proceeds with a kitchen knife to Ramiz. But Ramiz is a young man with sufficient strength and easily he could resist Razia and made her laid on the bed and have conjugations for three times. Razia remains helpless. The scene of a raped woman at the side of the child in the midnight becomes filmed in an unseen camera without apparent notice of others. In the morning the dead body of Razia is seen, appeared to commit suicide and nothing more is known about the death.

Masuda comes to the house of me, take the child of Razia to her lap, nourishes like own child. I become happy. She makes the happy situation with her love and affection to us. The situation is simply nice. She is not so youthful like Razia and Halima, but has another mysterious attraction in her slim body and simple behavior. Days passes and my attractions also increases. Love becomes a heap of bees in the mind and heart. Masuda also is very happy and reflecting face not like dazzling moon but not so small dazzle like stars. She appears well.

In our life there is no diversity. Everyday is one day. No different color, no different feelings, no different ideas. In the early morning I go out for work, keeping Masuda in the room. I do not allow her to be engaged in any work. I don’t want she dies like Razia. This is my war and my family and I have to fight for my family alone. This commitment is now established in me and so it gives me way of new destination, new way. Now I earn more than before and also the work is liked by me.

When the luck peeps like a sun the ill luck peeps like cloud. When the condition of life and family became a bit well then serious breakdown happened. I lost my leg in a serious accident. I take place in bed helplessly. Masuda became bound to catch the hull of the life. She goes to the garments where she worked before, tells everything and they become kind hearted and gave an employment to her.

About six months I take to be recovered. Masuda is in the position of keeping the hull of the family. I am grateful to her. Razia remains outside for the purpose of the family almost throughout the day and when she returns after doing over time then it becomes night. I never doubt her. My gratefulness to her has made me blind about her to think her otherwise. But a news always hurt me now. It is that Masuda is in close attachment with some of his colleague. I heard that the boy wants to marry her. During the last six months many things have happened, long route has been crossed. Now it is same either she is back or not back to her previous destination. I never give her any hints that I have come to know all about her. I become very much angry. I become serious, want to do something serious. Halma had the same relation with other, but I had never mind it, as she did it with my knowledge and she never mislead me. I knew everything and I agreed as I had no other alternatives. I had no complaint against Halima. She was beyond complaint.

But Masuda, how she can do it. Keeping in the room playing game of love with other persons. I was deeply thinking over the matter and at last my leg came to an end, where I stopped. I could remember the past of my own life. Halima gave all her abilities and everything for the purpose of me and after the end of her youth I am that man who left her forever and got attachment with Razia. It is now several years, Ihave not tried to know the condition of Halima. What more ungratefulness could be more than this and what more I can get against my deeds. My anger on Masuda decreased and I talked with her openly. She admitted everything without any hesitation. My disabled body and weakness were unable to give her body anything during this long period. Masua was new to gt the taste of the body from a man and it was not possible for her to deny the requirement of body young for an unlimited period. So normally as per her demand a man has come in her life. But she never thinks of marrying her. Because she has a family and this is her family. She wants to remain here. She takes the baby of Razia to her lap, gives kiss, removes dirt from the body and sits down by my side. She touches my head smoothly, I keep my head on hr lap like innocent child. All my angers are then melted and goes down from my heart. I got myself defeated to the truth of my own life. The soft leaf that survives in the depth of my existence trembles to the truth without hesitation in love. I give abundant love to Masuda and at times I ask-

-Does that man loves you more than me?

She does not answer. Then she has a turmoil in her existence and she is searching a mine of happiness and that happiness is very much unavailable even than the golden mine of Africa.

 

THE NOON OF THE SUMMER

Omar Khaled Rumi

In the heat stricken summer noon when the tired old men would about to sleep, the road dogs had large breathe again and again, the cows at the end of their ropes in neck in the open field made it strong straight with hope of any resort, and the goats would trembled endlessly, the boys would go to the clean water of the spring to be cold and the old mother after giving birth of ten or twelve children became tried with the load of the life long before, she would get a little leisure to sleep getting Lubicha after long of that period.

In the noon of those days an unknown lonely environment would have remained everywhere, that I never liked. I could remember that in those days I always got up to mango tree and picked unripe small mangoes, cut those into pieces and tried to feed the elders along with others. The elders always expressed their unwillingness to eat those with the plea that their teeth get an unbearable feelings and they are unable to eat the same. Then how the loneliness could be welcome to me. It is more because that Lubicha was still not in our house, and I was not also aware that there is something to get during the period of loneliness. When I came to know since then the loneliness became very much attractive to me, all the lone noon were favorable to me.

I could easily remember that our school would stated in the early morning, so that before the heat of the sun becomes violent we can arrive our homes. However when I would return home walking through the heat of sun then I would carry my school books, I had some sweat drops beneath the nose. When I would come the yard then I would always saw Lubicha, as her all works were to be done in the yard. These works were, making dry the paddy, pulses or the ice powder to make cake.

Lubicha would remain sitting under the shadow of a tree in the yard side. She had a long stick, at the end of which a bunch, with which she driven the hens those were coming to eat the food crops in the yard. I would always have marked that she would laugh whenever she would see me. Her laugh was soundless, but always made a sound in the core of the heart. Excessive heat of the sun always would made her face red, had some sweat under the nose like some particles of sugar, and she moved a little when she saw me. I am unable to express the extent of my happiness in those moments. I threw books and would go to her running, hen embracing her I would sit behind her.

How much was my age then? Maximum it would be ten. I had no idea of the body of the women. Yet in that age the body of Lubicha always attracted me. It was strong attraction and I would play with her hair like mad. How beautiful and smooth the hair was. I would caught her hair in bunch in my hands and played, touched in my nose and had the sweet smell from the same. I course of such activities at times I would have bewildered. I the proceeded my hands through the beneath of her arms and touched her two big breasts with my two hands. I would made the things moving and she staring to me with her smiling face made her body to some extent relaxed. I would forget everything of the world. Then only the thing would in my mid were the two breasts of Lubicha and those made a sense of burning in my whole body. Then male organ in between the two thighs of me would have strong, jumping up and own, strong like the string of bow, wanted to come out of the dress torn. The thing as if it told me then that to leave it free in the world and I would remain with such face that at this very moment I have come to this world from the heaven. Everything here is unknown to me. Due to reason unknown to me Lubicha would be a little restless and started beating the innocent hens those coming near the food crops with the stick in her hand. In this way we would prove ourselves to be innocent with the behavior of pretension of abnormal condition.

I would remain by the side of Lubicha while it was night. In fact we would have never good sleep. I always remained waiting as to when my mother would put off the lamp and the room will be filled in with darkness. At times his would have been and the whole room would have been grasped by the darkness. Suddenly in that time a new light would have lightened in the core of our existence. We would feel the dazzling of light in every corner of our body. We would find each other then in that light within the deep darkness of the night. We would embrace in that moment each other so strongly.

She would then took me on hr chest. With deep emotion she would embrace me, kissed me again and again. She would absorb me with kiss by her little red puffed lips. I would made her body disorder like mad. I would then search something and she also enjoyed the thing much. She would then frequent deep breath, drew my pant downwards with her beautiful hands. After that she caught my male organ little like the finger of her strongly.

I would then try to turmoil the body of Lubicha with my little ability, which was not possible. Lubicha was such type of young girl seeing her the men would have forgot the crime of doing the rape for a while and did the thing well for him. Lubicha was youthful, lusting, and so simple was to look that she was unaware about the wealth of her you she possesses. This type of girls were been the prey for the men during the days after days.

We would never tired. For these up to the end we tried our best to achieve the end, but failure. The activities were amusing, fun. Yet we would embrace each other and remained in such way. I would be very much sorry for her hardship. In this way of meaningless thought we would some time slept in this embracing position to each other. When we woke in he morning then e would find us sleeping maintaining our safe distance. There would be nothing to doubt on us.

 

NOT IN PROPER TIME

Omar Khaled Rumi

It was winter. New crops were in the yards of the village. Ours also had a good quantity of seasonal crops in our yard. Winter days were small and at the same time the pressure of work was much. In fact the village life becomes very busy during the winter season. Mother was not able to do all the works of the house alone and so the first call was to her who was my paternal cousin Golapi. She was of good health and beautiful to see. She was a very simple mined girl and also was soft in behavior. She continues her work at a stretch for the day and do not talk and not even she wants to eat until she is given to eat. She is not literate, but have a little Bengali and Arabic knowledge in the childhood, as this was necessary in the period of point of view. She now bears her full youth, a very alarming period of life, at the point of trembling with emotion, just a little hit then it will fall down. On who will belong her would be lucky. What Golapi had not from the body point of view. Of course the household affairs of her is not good. The all sisters and brothers are not good either in education or in work. In fact in the family of hardship what more can be expected. They have no opportunity to do anything. It was never examined in any scope as to whether they have any ability to do anything. The whole life is end with the fight for keep the survival in some way. The life of Golapi has also come forward in this way up to this stage. It is not proceeding to forward in true sense of the term. It means when she was younger then she would have a very little dress. Now she is grown up and so she bears a very rich youth, unfit to take care by the short pant and other dress, but she needs some full dress to cover her body. She has only this physical change and nothing mentionable change has come to her life.

My mother’s pressure of work has to some extent been reduced after coming of Golapi. In all the works Golapi helps my mother. I have a very good relation with Golapi, to tell the truth it is rather a bit more good. Among all the members of the house she likes me much and it is so easy to understand. I also like Golapi and that she can understand my likings. She laughs whenever she sees me.

In the early morning I go to school. Golapi gives me food to eat. Until the end if my eating she remains sitting in front of me for any order if I give. After end of my eating she arranges everything and goes to her own work. I go to my school. I was then ten years old. I read in class four in a primary school near our house. I beloved by all as a good student. Golapi can understand that, praises me and I like it.

When I return from the school then it becomes noon. I find Golapi is making dry the crops in the yard and she remains in work always. In this winter season she is sweating for hard work and yet she has no rest. I fell for Golapi. I go to Golapi hurriedly. I help her and she becomes happy. I am seen a little but strong and hard working. I can reduce a little load of her work and she feels it. We sit together and chat. I smell a very sweet amazing scent from the body of Golapi. I get it and Like it. I do not dare to ask about the source of this scent. We got the end of the almost while we take food after completion of all the work and then getting bath. Of course, during the winter season only this time is to work and rest of the day remains idle. In the evening I go the play ground. I play and in that winter season I sweat for enormous movement for playing. After playing I return to the house with the cows from the field when it is evening.

My mother makes hurry to do all things of washing and to sit for reading. I am very much regular in my study. So I sit for study when it is evening. I become very much attentive to my study and complete the daily task within the stipulated time. Them all of us are called to take food. I feel well when I eat. My father then plays the radio sitting on the veranda. Dome nice presentations are held in the radio during this time. Particularly the performance ”Durbar” for the soldiers are presented during this time. I become very much glad hearing this function and everybody in our house like this function, for which all of we remain attentive to this.

After the end of this function everybody uses to go the bed for sleeping. Very secretly Golapi would call me to her. In the night I would remain to her. She took me to her breast in these days of winter. The ups and downs of her body called me without any voice. My minor aged body was unable to understand this language, but in course of time the body became aware of this call innately. In one night with a whim I played with whole body of Golapi. The game has no end and I was able to understand that in the said game I have been awfully defeated. It was so serious that my small body with small ability just floated away to the strong tide like straw. I was able to understand that the snake with which I played was not learnt to me and so I ended the game. Both of us were then sweating enormously and in course of time Golapi got a little peace in her body. She became stopped with tidal bore with the hope of ebb. I felt her sorrow with shame primitive. Whichever the age of me my whole body cell of the man are full of response of the primitivism and so there was nothing to understand beyond my knowledge. I slept in that night with a very strong sense of shame. In the night I saw a very sweet long dream and that was I have become like my elder brother, having a muscled body like him with strong and stout figure with strength, having the male organ erected with pride. That has all the strength and expressing the adulthood of me in all the way. In the dream I conjugated with Golapi in the way my brother conjugates with her and that I see in secret. At that time my mouth becomes dry and I feel very much sorrow and even I want to be died the reason of which is not known to me. I can understand well that I love Golapi very much. But I can not tell that to her. Because she needs love and at the same time she needs more something and I shall have to wait for long time to achieve ability of giving her that desired thing.. But none waits so long time for anybody. He may want but the time does not and will not wait for him.

AN ARTISTE

Omar Khaled Rumi

‘In fact the audiences are become more delightful to see the competition than the competitors who participate in the competition.’

She told this and looked through to me in angle. I was quite sure that she wanted to see me as to how much I have been influenced with this version of her, and also her desire to expand her some more influence upon me. She wanted a man who have a little knowledge and that have some living existence with concept and mind of hearing the dialogues of the person sitting in front of her and moreover ill have some sense of formalities that bill of others in the hotel should be paid by him. Practically I had no objection to it and it was natural also. As because whatever the pretension of inattentiveness I was showing, actually the thing what was happening was that I had all the attentions was towards her, who was sitting in my front on the chair and on the other hand I was also in a state of mind that I was in troubles then to open the knot of a complex matter and if I am not able then the thing which will happen will be simply a disaster. But to say it truly I had no worry in that evening, rather I was delighted. This was because that I got return of a big amount of money that was lost long before and the delight I got from it has drawn me in this place. Otherwise I would not be in this hell to take food that was not even enough to examine its quality. Is there any delight to eat like these which will not give any taste?

However, she was able to draw my attention and without losing his endeavor she was able to do this work which was not even understood by her or it may be that she was able to understand but was unwilling to show me the disposition of her mind. The exceptional persons always attracts me without any apparent reason. I also considered her to be a person of exceptional quality. She was able to impose her influence upon me not for any of her outstanding unnatural quality or power, rather my personal characteristics were enough to be attracted to her. Though I was able to understand her desire, yet I surrendered to her completely. Moreover, I was well aware that to talk with such persons means surrender to them. But I did not felt any desire to stop my such mental disposition. I had decided well ahead that after coming out of this place I shall go to a cinema hall to witness a movie.

Once there was time when I was not able even to think about not seeing any English movie. But at present I do not. The white liquid that influences me abnormally to see these is not now thrown to spoil. In the mechanical and polluting circumstances of the city my said white fresh liquid was thrown to the proper place of woman. But there was a doubt about the purity of the place of throw and that was a pain in my adolescent age.

However, I did not feel bad to enter into the said willful trap than to see a movie in that evening having no work. I throw my eyes on her in full strength bringing a separate light on my face and that expressing the attachment to her. Keeping the depth of my attachment I told

 ‘But those who remain out of the game may get some delight, but I am sure that hey do not get any success.’

She was able to keep her personality ninety nine percent and in such condition she told

‘Some can get’. She stopped and after a little while she again told ‘Such as I have got’.

I became more eager, or I can’t remember whether that was pretension of being eager. It is because that the matter was old of several years and such incidents were so normal in those days that I have not thought to give more emphasis on such matter. I have not even thought of being all these stories. If I would think like that then I would try to keep the thing as a whole in mind. But the amount of thing I can remember if put with color then nothing will remain there to laugh by anybody and I am sure of the same.

However, the thing about which I was telling. I  became attracted to her and giving all my intelligence thrown I told her to tell everything clearly, as if the matter was of a call girl who without any introduction calls for attachment of others. She made her throat clear and started to tell.

It happened in a village of Barisal.

I was not curious about the place of occurrence and so I id not ask as to where in Barisal the matter was happened. I was just eager to know the thing. She did not care for my thought, rather she made a little sip on the glass, wherein the last piece of ice also has been melted long before and the glass was empty. I found a change in a part of her face. I could understand that she absorbed the taste to her last contempt in core of her heart. Then keeping the glass in her hand she bowed her head to me. I became a little moved. I moved from my place and pretended to show such eager that I was enough willing to hear her. I am eager listener. She did not wait. She started telling her story.

Miss Rawnak Sufia Afsara Rahman Chandni, a beautiful lady was grown up in different district towns. She has to become prey of such undesirable situation as her father’s employment was transferable. Her experiences of life became enriched for such nomadic life of her. She became more intelligent in comparison to her age undoubtedly. When she came to the village residence while on leave then we would become excited to see her. She also obliged us with her appearance politely. We would then be absorbed in gossip. She told about the novelty of her new residence and also told about her own well and woe. She told about many of her amazing and interesting experience. Her concept of appreciation was of high level and it was to make laughing to the man with no sense of appreciation. She was little generous. Because we thought that she should have no choice of making any gossip with boys like us from the village level and this would be normal for her. But without any hesitation she overcome the limit and became very much nearer to us when she would tell story. We could see her physical beauty from so near that this would have appeared to us impossible. Her breasts with no extra cover would so seriously moved with the puff of laugh before us that it appeared to be come out of the dress. We could feel her breathing in our body. We had been then always amazed with the scent that comes of from her body. While we had been sleeping then that would make us bewildered. We knew that our rooms are full of bad smell. But Miss Chandny came in our life in this way.

At last we all the friends became unanimous that when she will come to the village residence while summer leave in the next period then we all at a time told about our love to her. If she makes any selection then we all be obliged to accept the decision. By chance and without any clear thought I withdrew my name from the list. In fact the matter was embarrassing to me as I considered. Or this may also be that I thought myself not able to be a competitor in this game. She came to the house in that summer and the thing was happened. The examine happened in due time. Miss Candny laughed hearing the proposal of my friends, who were friends also to her. Later on I heard that in that moment all of my friends were surprised more than they became unable to understand. I came to learn during next time that my absence from there was not out of her attention and she requested me to see her.

At times I saw her and then she was unable to tell anything. Due to the reason I was never able to know the hidden desire in her. But in every year we all the friends met together and in a group we go to show our love giving abundant flower to her graveyard.

 

THE STORY OF MAJNU

Omar Khaled Rumi

When Mojnu for the second time became unable to be promoted to class nine getting promotion from class eight, at that moment Majnu decided that he will have to think in another way. But what the thing now is to do by him? Eating puri and drinking tea remaining standing by the turning point of the lane, seeing the size of the breasts of the moving women through the way and to measure how much milk can be available from there, or doing something more, may be shop little in the area to earn livelihood? Majnu is not a very bad boy. If he is measured in one hundred then somehow he will get thirty three. But he can not break his barricade in the examination papers. There are many causes behind it. He has a number of friends. All of them are like him and some of them are inferior to him also. Most of the time Majnu passes with them through gossiping, seeing blue film and doing small type of hijacking. In the last operation he had his share only taka two hundred. Total amount he has spent for drug of lower level. He knows he will never pass the examination. But within all these things he had a creative mind. He wants to do something. Though hears at least ten times a ay that he is good for nothing and he will not be able to do anything. But he never minds for that as he ignores these as affection and love. He hopeful and he is optimistic in mind.

Majnu could not sleep throughout the night. He remained in deep thought with the same. Which of them? The first one or the second? At last in the cold air of the beginning of the morning he could decide in cold mind that he will take the first way. Many of the persons being hooligans have become established. He knows about them. Besides, he is not very bad in appearance. When he comes out wearing up dated fashionable dress with Beckham cut hair then black beauty Blacky, recently young and being the daughter of side resident uncle calls him and tell –

- Where you are going Majnu Bhai?

Majnu feels well. Blacky, though not have bright complexion, yet not bad in appearance. Besides, she les  Majnu. Whenever the meet each other she laughs and talks. Does Blacky loves her? May be, and this is not impossible. Majnu thinks that the name of Blacky has different meaning. May be father has named her in this way seeing the black color of the body of his daughter. But, he thinks, that he could not be able to make his name a meaningful name. Majnu is a fine name. Though he name has some smell of ancient times, yet not bad. It has a smell of love. May be the girls get this smell frequently? If not then why the girls see him with an eye of angles. Majnu decided to get his name meaningful at the same time of making he life meaningful. He became satisfied for being able to take a decision after long restlessness.

Majnu decided his plan according to his aim of life. The thing which is needful to do now is to bring a personality in his face and his movement. He will have to talk being careful and there shall e sign of intelligence in all his talks. He will have to be brave. This means that he will have to create an influence over his friends. But he will have to do all these things slowly. Of course, he has the qualities in him for doing all these things. His education is less. What is that? A hooligan need not be necessarily be an educated man. Here he needs smartness and bravery than the qualification. So far he knows many of the prominent hooligans are not qualified. The persons who will be hankering for an employment will look for education. He had never any want to be employed under any person. He undertook another important decision and it is that he will sit with his friends but will not be looking towards the girls, never he will give whistles and will not make any remark. The prominent hooligans maintain morality in respect of girls. For this reason it has been observed that the best of the girls in the area has fallen in love with him deeply. It has another advantage. His such type of change will come under eyes of the girls in the area. The girls who knew him for long period as spoiled young man will now be starring to him from the far directly. May be they will talk with him. When they will be closed then they will call him in their problems. Besides, this friendship with the girls will bring a separate image among friends. Majnu will do something surely.

Majnu started his work as he planned before. He was proceeding to progress slowly. He was able to understand the difference between the plan and its implementation, but he was unable to understand the extent of the same, or it may be told that he was unable to understand that it can not be overcome. He became successful in some of his missions and in some cases he failed. Yet he was satisfied with his achievements. He could not denied of being hopeful.

The resistance he was acing firstly and day by day was his play mate of the early age and this person id Rafique. He could remember that he had nothing that he was unable to do for this friend Rafique. But at present that Rafique is the most serious enemy of him. This was not supposed to be happened.

He was in collision with Rafique at first about distribution of toll they collected for a building under construction. Rafique became his competitor at that moment. He started proceeding his hands to the emotional aspects of Majnu. In this way the matter turned to relation with Hasnahena. Hanahena was an intelligent girl. She liked Rafique more as Rafique was a little more educated that Majnu and he was handsome. But still now Rafique did not thaink about Hasnahena as Manu was attached with her. Now in continuation of the present situation he became a bit desirous to talk and meet Hasnahena, the emotional point of Majnu. Rafique becomes very happy to see the sad face of Manu for being his close to Hasnahena. The girl was very free also. She laughs and appears to be shameless. She was very lusting with her rich youth. Her eyes were lustful with the lusting expression of youthful body. She was then like a growing banana tree and Rafique then becomes as a mad lusting dog. He saw in imagination that the drops of lust from the mouth of Rafique are falling to the deep of the body of Hasnahena. Majnu then closes his eyes and moves from the place. He becomes bewildered for being unable to manage the accounts of his own life.

Rafique feels for Majnu. But at the existing situation he can not tell it by himself. Everybody needs to be hard in this line. Though Rafique can turn back yet he does not. He remains static.  The day comes to end, passes the noon, comes the evening, but he can not move from the place. He can not go to the home to take food. He feels that his Majnu Bhai has not yet come. How he will be able to go home leaving his Majnu Bhai?

 

CONFESSION

Omar Khaled Rumi

I brought this boy Anisur Rahman to my room and gave shelter out of simple belief. But I became very much late to understand that he had a very crucial satanic aim in him. When I could understand then he had already completed all his functions against me and with the joy of his success he was overwhelmed. But I was feeling well that he was unable to flee away after doing all these things. You the never sleeping guard of the country have caught him red handed and for this reason I am conveying my gratefulness to you all as I think me to be a good citizen, respectful to law abiding to it and also for considering me to be a gentleman. Of course I know that I shall never be able to get back the lost five lac taka which he had taken from the safe place and fled away. I consider that the matter is proceeding to more complex situation and the opportunity he has taken from my daughter, a beautiful damsel taking the opportunity of her simplicity will never be solved. I have taken back her to my room and she is living and remaining well there. Yet I shall have a request to you all that you will give him some punishment and that will be an example. This will be good for him and at the same time this will be a lesion to all.

This will be your consideration as to under what crucial point of law you will act and that will be the matter of the court. But what I want to say about him is quite true without any color. There is nothing retaliation here. You all will have to know about him. Otherwise if you make punishment to any honest person then you will have to stand in the court for trial from the creator. So far I can remember he came to my house about four years before. He appeared to be a good boy in the beginning. He was attached to the family like adhesive and he as able to achieve belief and affection from all of us by virtue of his own quality. In such situation this was very much normal that he could be beloved to all. We had no doubt over him. But one day in the evening I went to his room for some purpose of me and then a hot and closed smell blocked my nose. I could understand hat he has become habituated with smoking. It was normal that I would advise him on the matter. But I have never dreamt of going to some other drug after leaving the present one. You will think that he may be addicted to wine or some other drug in stead. Te matter was not actually like that. I am also feeling shy to tell the thing. On that day when I returned to my house then I heard a sound of movement and the at the same time sound like hissing while I was going through the side of the room. I steeped to the door of the room very slowly and the matter I saw in the room is a matter of shy to tell and then I became very much angry with. I made a sudden draw and separated them from one to another. Of course they were almost separated except the matter of coming their lips nearer to one another, which in true sense of the term appeared to me as a crime. Seeing the situation and considering the same I told him something in the manner of control. Then I allowed to remain in my house on he condition that in future he will not try to make any close affairs with my affectionate daughter.

But he was unable to keep his words and this has been proved, of which you are the witnesses. You have caught him red handed and put him before the eye of law. In that gloomy morning, I can remember that, for the first time I beat my most affectionate daughter. I also rebuked her on that day. In fact I was very much angry then I told an incident of her mother that happened years before and was a matter of very much shame and hatred. But I think, since I am a psychiatrist, so the matter of perversion was a source of more romance than to take he same as matter of shame to her. She became braver. In the most cases men do not take the lesson of good things, but take the matter as a source of knowledge for future misdeeds. She also did the same. She was not adult then and I become bound to tell that her age was only fourteen. This is a serious moment when mental disposition remains much back than the physical condition and so, anything undesired may happen in that age. I hope the honorable court will be kind enough to give exemplary punishment to this boy named Anisur Rahman and thus will be more confident to the people who are respectful to law.

A LITTLE ERROR

Omar Khaled Rumi

I would never believe that any other heinous thing can be happened than being known to the dearest to the women in dream.  But when my most desired Miss Jarina Ferdous Ara, in brief who is called Esha,  most delightedly called me in that evening  and made me introduced with very much formal outfitted young man in the weekly gorgeous meeting in the wide sitting room of Chowdhrys and also told strongly that he is the young man who will be his own one in future then my sentiment did not appear very ugly as before. Though I am not very generous in mind, as always I give more priority inmost of the cases in comparison to others and never had I been so vindictive. Probably I should have been annoyed with that man, who had been appeared to me as a young man of good for nothing. Rather most surprisingly I found myself talking with him very normally and also there was so far no sign of annoyance in my face. I could feel that my normalcy made Esha very much uneasy. Miss Esha knew that among her all well wishers and worshippers I was one of the most important and so she wanted to feel my helplessness in such situation. May be my indifferent state of attitude made a doubt for a moment in her mind that whether I actually loved her or not.

However we had been seriously concerned with our discussion. The aspects of gentility and aristocracy with etiquette which are necessary and indispensable for a man were strongly existing in him. We were talking with all he present topics of discussions and his intelligent opinions made all of us made amazed and at the same time those were matters of thought also. I noticed more that he was nice as a speaker and the same time he was a good listener. He was sharp in attention and his analysis was outstanding. Not for his debate, rather his intelligent concept was the witnesses of his merit and intellect. His patience and endurance were mentionable and to tell about his taste, it was simply to be praiseworthy. In the evening dress of him in that time was so meaningful that it was cared by all. I noticed that his laughing was so beautiful and that spreads around and his personality, his dresses and even the appearance take him completely to such dimension which make the men deluded and the women become crazy. Such a gentleman who even has the aristocracy in his stockings did not give any scope to be in mind of adverse sentiment. I could not help not to be surprised that during this long discussion I was never able to make any questions or adverse remark which would have been always held before. Rather it was appearing so normal that on most of the discussion matter we would have been unanimous with him. None could avoid in this discussion that in the said discussion meeting he was the center point of all discussions in that evening and all of us have made a circle surrounding him and his position in that meeting was like that as he was seeing to all. I believed that all the present persons were comparing in their mind as which of me and he is the best. They all thought before that I was the life of the discussion meeting before always has now been demarked and they are not hesitating to consider the new man as the best of all. They were though unable to communicate each other with this comparative position of us, but this was very much clear in their appearances. The most interesting thing in the matter was that they were unable to understand as to my opinion is also similar to them. Because in my version this was so apparent that it was not difficult to understand this by any of the least intelligent persons present in the meeting. Sometimes I was also giving my eyes to Miss Esha very normally and I could that she was very much annoyed. This was not for the reason that she was not feeling well with this speculative discussion, as being the good student of philosophy she was fond of such discussion and her participation to such discussion was spontaneous. But she was being unable to accept not having any difference in opinion between us. She was quite denied of it which was being appeared in her face. Some one occasionally was being infused to tell something on the matter and others were seeing her. But very carefully with little smile to all she was remaining stopped from saying something. I did not feel anything bad for that.

Of course in the said evening we had no such good opportunity to know each other personally. I had no strong desire of that and may be he new man also was in the same disposition. May be we had our food in late in hat discussion meeting and both of us with delighted cordiality said good by to each other. I could remember that in that moment he expressed his desire to meet again and also he expressed his heartfelt good wishes to me. This was not also liked by Miss Esha. She was, of course, standing in little distance and was trying to keep a smiling face to all. In the next evening discussion Miss Esha was not present and the girls who were critic to her and those who were of no such sentiment, but can be connected with any innocent discussion, were unable to find any meaningful reason of losing this good relation with the gentleman.

After some days a blue envelope came to my address, in which there was a little rose color paper in which some lines were written in blue ink. Let not the subject of the writing not known to you, as if I disclose everything then my wife Mrs. Esha may be angry and when she becomes angry then she becomes serious.

DESTRUCTION

Omar Khaled Rumi

When we loss anything we can hardly feel. If we could earlier then it would not loss and no harassment comes. Life proceeds with all its normalcy and does not require to look back for the lost thing. We could remain relieved of from anxiety and we proceed with our normal life. May not be life easy but can find the life out of bitterness of life, a nonsense living.

But never are our achievements like the desired things. It is normal in the lives of Chowdhury and his spouse. Because they are also like some other ten men. May be they are wealthy, but the wealth have no entrance in all the rooms of life. Say about the bed of husband and wife. All the couples are known the littleness of the wealth here. With all the legitimate wealth we or I can pass the whole night lying side by side on the bed, but the same can not give satisfaction to the life of the wives. Problems in the life of Chowdhrury are ob course not like hat.

Mrs. Chowdhury was famous for her beauty before her marriage. The fame of her beauty was spread out of her circle, for which an outstanding hero of the local movie was also in love with her simultaneously with love of many surrounding young men. She had so much increasing confidence in her that this caused restlessness in her life. But she was able to control the situation. In such situation her education, philosophy of life, sense of strong self respect and over the all her family status never allowed her to be reckless.

But the problem is not also there. She made herself almost self sufficient. While enjoying life within strong modernity then suddenly everybody found that she had a cover on her head and that her hair which was so beautiful and for which she spent a large amount to increase beauty of the same is out of site. At first it was thought by all hat this out of her whim and may be this is a new modernity, for which there is no scope to think. Rather this has been a matter of thought as to how nice she looks with her new style. However it is fact that any beautiful dress makes a lady beautiful more and this will b acknowledged by all, even by those who always tell everything bad. In such situation all other girls who were following her like rat run being influenced by the dress and new style of Mrs. Chowdhury, i.e. Elina Nawsin Zahan Sarathi, who was called Ena, marked sharply that the change in her is not only to her dress, but also in mind. This became clear in some small incidents.  Say in a night of religious festivity all the girls as usual and which was very much normal, happened many times, entered her room to bring her with them in the enjoyment and with the most surprise they found that Ena in her absolute white floor and on a white  embroidered cloth is remaining in the form self meditation. Only her face was within the sight and if covered hen nothing of her body will come to the sight of others. Her body was also fully covered with white cloth. All the girls became very much surprised and left the place without any sound. Because they thought they should also be doing like this and hey were also repenting that they were not doing the same thing. At least for a moment they turned to different girls, giving reproach to them considering them to be so negligible being bind with the mystery as created. There is no necessity to tell that they were unable to make and enjoy the night as they thought before.

In fact the basic problem of the Chowdhury husband and wife is not here. Now they sit in the veranda in quite opposite direction, sip the cold tea after considerable pause. May be their such sitting in the opposite direction to each other appear to me as the expression of hatred to each other. But what happened between these two happy persons, husband and wife, who would always sitting face to face keeping loving eyes to each other. We or I have no such time to find the reason behind it, because such situations are very much normal to the life of husband and wife. If Mr. Chowdhury marries the made servant of his house then he will do it secretly. In such function with no luxury there is no possibility of being Ena, his life long partner, invited and of course not you and me. Because, meanwhile all post marriage functions they have observed without knowledge of others and since we demand ourselves to be gentlemen, so participating to such unimportant function we shall not like make to make us so unworthy.