May all Labonno be happy
All friends are busy on their own. Almost everyone is employee somewhere in any office, so it is difficult to get together. Even on Friday, everyone has different household chores. But today we, some old folks, suddenly met. We started gossiping and chatting at the tea shop next to the Pallabi bus stand. Two friends have brought their wives. One of my friends is carrying his second son on his lap. I am the only one unmarried.
The subject of discussion is constantly being changed. From better school for
kids to office promotion - everything. One friend’s wife wanted to see some
clothes, so we all went up to the second floor of Pallabi Shopping Center.
Suddenly a slim beautiful girl wearing saree stopped and came to me and asked,
"Aren't you Rahul?"
I said yes.
"Do you recognize me? I'm Labonno."
Looking at her for a few seconds, I recognized her. She lived in a house in
Pallabi extension earlier. In school life, I regularly saw her on the rooftop
and veranda of their house. I also knew that we were in the same class, but in
a different school. I'm from Pallabi M I Model High School, and she's probably
in M.D.C. Model Institute or Hermann Gmeiner. But we never talked.
"How are you, Labonno?"
- Ya, fine.
"You're now more beautiful than ever." I thought to myself that the
girl is really beautiful. Her skin is glowing.
Labonno broke into laughter and said, "Thanks! What are you doing now?
Isn't there a Mango tree in front of your house? It had lots of mangoes."
Hey, when the girl smiles, the flesh under the gums can be seen lightly - which
is full pink. She looks even more beautiful for this. I haven't noticed before.
I said, "No, we don’t have that Mango tree anymore. And I think I am
talking with you for the first time in my life. How do you know about the mango
tree?"
- I know everything. I live in Sweden now. With family. I came to Dhaka after
about 20 years.
"Where's your husband? Introduce me."
- No. I was shopping alone. For something. Tell me your story.
"Everything is going fine. I was hanging with friends," I told her,
and then I introduced her with my friends standing around. All of them were
standing there silently and listening. My friends gave us the opportunity to
talk, smiled a little and walked to the front.
We talked for about five minutes. When she heard that I'm not married yet,
asked "Why?"
I said, "There is no reason."
We went downstairs to the fast food store. Two of us enjoyed ice cream
together, said goodbye to her, and I stepped into the second floor of the market
looking for friends. Just at that time, when I heard the sound of running on
the feet wearing heels, I turned around and saw that Labonno was rushing up
with the speed of the storm. Before realizing anything, she hugged me
passionately and started crying. I became shocked by the suddenness of the
incident. Thoughtfully, I gently touched the hair of her head and waved. None
of my friends were at the scene. The salesmen and customers of the shop,
especially the lady customer - I saw everyone smiling. After a full three to
four minutes of weeping, Labonno finally calmed down. She started to talk
before I could ask anything.
- Rahul, I want to tell you something.
"Say it"
- I loved you too much.
"O"
- But I never dared to say. You were more handsome then. Whenever you crossed
our house, I stared at you through the window or veranda.
"Then why didn't you say then?"
- I never had the courage. Whenever I saw you on the street, my whole body was
drenched in sweat. I could not dare to say normal things. And it was impossible
to propose. And you never seemed to look at me either. You walked without
looking at me, I doubted if you knew my existence. Shortly after I completed my
school education in 2000, my father forced me to get married. My husband is
about 22 years older than me. I didn't get a chance to tell you anything.
I became stunned. I remembered clearly that many of my friends at that time
were saying over and over again that this girl was staring at me all the time.
I was thinking then, if the girls don't follow at Rahul, who will they follow?
This time I muttered to Labonno with great difficulty, "Sorry", then
I stopped for a moment and asked, "Then you did not tell anything, then
why are you saying this now!"
Labonno said, "I came back after about 20 years. I have come back because
my mother died. I will go back in a couple of weeks. Even when my father died a
few years ago, I did not come to see him for the last time because I was angry
over him. I have a husband and two daughters in Sweden. Maybe I will never see
you again. I thought, at least I should admit the truth today. Finally I have
dared to say it. My mind is calm now. I realized all of a sudden after meeting
you that the love was actually stored deep in my heart.
Both of us were silent for about a minute. Then I said, "It's really
painful." I said for the second time, "Sorry," and then I said,
"Let's get on the rickshaw."
- No, I have brought the car. Older brother's car.
"Whatever it is. Let’s go."
- Do you have Facebook? I only know your nickname. I could not find you on
Facebook as I don’t know your full name. I don't even have a photo of you.
"Yes, I have a Facebook profile, but we should not keep in touch. Pain
will be increased. However it was, you have been married for so many years. You
told me that you have two daughters. If you keep thinking about me, your family
will be ruined. Many lives will be ruined. Today is the last day we meet"
Labonno replied after a few seconds of silence, "You're right!"
"But don't make this mistake with your daughters. Although Swedish culture
is different. But if they are grown up in our culture, get their opinion
first."
- Rahul, stay well! I will not forget you.
I kissed Labonno softly on the forehead and said, "You stay well too.
Allah Hafez ....... And, you have to forget me. Goodbye!"
As soon as the car left, I thought Labonno is the fifth girl in my life,
admitted after getting married that I was her heart throb. What a misfortune
for me! Are all South Asian girls like Labonno? Who can't express their emotion
freely! At the end, the parents get them married to someone else in favor of
them. They spend their whole lives in mental anguish. They live with one person
in the family, someone else lives inside the heart.
Now I see that my friends are eating Chap-Porota a little farther away. They
did not notice any of this. I started walking towards friends.

āϏāĻŦ āĻŦāύ্āϧুāĻ āϝে āϝাāϰ āĻŽāϤ āĻŦ্āϝāϏ্āϤ। āĻĒ্āϰাā§ āϏāĻŦাāĻ āĻাāĻুāϰী āĻāϰে, āĻāĻāϤ্āϰিāϤ āĻšāĻā§াā§ āĻŽুāĻļāĻিāϞ। āĻļুāĻ্āϰāĻŦাāϰেāĻ āϏāĻŦাāϰ āĻŦিāĻিāύ্āύ āϏাংāϏাāϰিāĻ āĻাāĻ āĻĨাāĻে। āϤāĻŦে āĻāĻāĻে āĻšāĻ াā§ āĻāϰেāĻ āĻŦেāĻļ āĻā§েāĻāĻāύ āĻĻেāĻা āĻāϰāϞাāĻŽ। āĻĒāϞ্āϞāĻŦী āĻŦাāϏāϏ্āĻ্āϝাāύ্āĻĄেāϰ āĻĒাāĻļেāϰ āĻাā§েāϰ āĻĻোāĻাāύে āϤুāĻŽুāϞ āĻāĻĄ্āĻĄা āĻāϞāϞ। āĻĻুāĻ āĻĢ্āϰেāύ্āĻĄ āϤাāĻĻেāϰ āĻŦāĻ āύিā§ে āĻāϏāĻে। āĻāĻ āĻĢ্āϰেāύ্āĻĄেāϰ āĻোāϞে āϤাāϰ āĻĻ্āĻŦিāϤীā§ āĻেāϞে। āĻāĻāĻŽাāϤ্āϰ āĻāĻŽিāĻ āĻ āĻŦিāĻŦাāĻšিāϤ।
āĻāϞোāĻāύাāϰ āĻŦিāώ⧠āĻ্āϰāĻŽাāĻāϤ āĻেāĻ্āĻ āĻšāĻ্āĻে। āĻোāύ āϏ্āĻুāϞ āĻŦাāĻ্āĻাāĻĻেāϰ āĻāύ্āϝ āĻাāϞ āĻĨেāĻে āĻ
āĻĢিāϏেāϰ āĻĒ্āϰāĻŽোāĻļāύ
- āϏāĻŦ। āĻāĻ āĻাāĻŦী āĻিāĻু āĻাāĻĒā§ āĻĻেāĻāĻŦে, āϏেāĻāύ্āϝ āϏāĻŦাāĻ āĻĒāϞ্āϞāĻŦী āĻļāĻĒিং āϏেāύ্āĻাāϰেāϰ āĻĻোāϤāϞাā§ āĻāĻ āϞাāĻŽ।
āĻāĻāĻŽāĻা āĻļাā§ি āĻĒāϰা āϏ্āϞিāĻŽ āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰ āĻāĻāĻা āĻŽেā§ে āĻĨেāĻŽে āϝেā§ে āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻাāĻে āĻāϏে āĻিāĻ্āĻাāϏা āĻāϰāϞ,
"āϤুāĻŽি āϰাāĻšুāϞ āύা?"
āĻāĻŽি āĻš্āϝাঁ āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ।
"āĻāĻŽাāĻে āĻিāύāϤে āĻĒাāϰāĻ? āĻāĻŽি āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ"।
āĻāĻŽি āĻā§েāĻ āϏেāĻেāύ্āĻĄ āϤাāĻিā§ে āĻĨেāĻে āĻিāύāϤে āĻĒাāϰāϞাāĻŽ। āĻĒāϞ্āϞāĻŦী āĻāĻ্āϏāĻেāύāĻļāύেāϰ āĻāĻ āĻŦাāϏাā§ āĻāĻে āĻিāϞ।
āϏ্āĻুāϞ āϞাāĻāĻĢে āĻāĻŽি āĻāĻে āĻāĻĻেāϰ āĻŦাāϏাāϰ āĻাāĻĻে āĻāϰ āĻŦাāϰাāύ্āĻĻাā§ āύিā§āĻŽিāϤ āĻĻেāĻāϤাāĻŽ। āĻāĻাāĻ āĻাāύāϤাāĻŽ, āĻāĻŽāϰা
āĻāĻāĻ āĻ্āϞাāϏেāϰ, āϤāĻŦে āĻিāύ্āύ āϏ্āĻুāϞেāϰ। āĻāĻŽি āĻĒāϞ্āϞāĻŦী āĻāĻŽ āĻāĻ āĻŽāĻĄেāϞ āĻšাāĻ āϏ্āĻুāϞেāϰ, āĻāϰ āϏে āϏāĻŽ্āĻāĻŦāϤ
āĻāĻŽ.āĻĄি.āϏি. āĻŽāĻĄেāϞ āĻāύ্āϏāĻিāĻāĻ āĻŦা āĻšাāϰāĻŽাāύ āĻŽেāĻāύাāϰেāϰ। āĻিāύ্āϤু āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻŽাāĻে āĻোāύāĻĻিāύ āĻāĻĨা āĻšā§āύি।
"āĻেāĻŽāύ āĻāĻ, āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ?"
- āĻš্āϝাঁ, āĻাāϞ।
"āϤুāĻŽি āĻāĻেāϰ āĻĨেāĻে āĻāϰāĻ āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰ āĻšāĻāĻ।" āĻŽāύে āĻŽāύে āĻিāύ্āϤা āĻāϰāϞাāĻŽ āĻŽেā§েāĻা āĻāϏāϞেāĻ āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰ।
āϏ্āĻিāύ āĻĨেāĻে āĻেāĻŽāύ āĻāĻা āĻŦেāϰ āĻšāĻ্āĻে।
āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ āĻŦাāϧāĻাāĻ্āĻা āĻšাāϏি āĻĻিā§ে āĻŦāϞāϞ, "āĻĨ্āϝাংāĻāϏ! āĻāĻāύ āĻি āĻāϰ? āϤোāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻŦাāϏাāϰ āϏাāĻŽāύে āĻāĻāĻা
āĻāĻŽāĻাāĻ āĻāĻে āύা? āĻĒ্āϰāĻুāϰ āĻāĻŽ āϧāϰāϤ।" āĻāϰি, āĻŽেā§েāĻা āĻšাāϏāϞে āĻšাāϞ্āĻাāĻাāĻŦে āĻŽাā§িāϰ āύিāĻেāϰ āĻŽাংāϏ
āĻĻেāĻা āϝাā§ - āϝেāĻা āĻĒুāϰো āĻোāϞাāĻĒি। āĻāϰ āĻāύ্āϝ āĻāϰāĻ āĻāĻŽā§āĻাāϰ āϞাāĻāϤেāĻে। āĻāĻে āĻেā§াāϞ āĻāϰি āύাāĻ।
āĻāĻŽি āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ, "āύা āϏেāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻাāĻ āĻāϰ āύাāĻ। āĻāϰ āϤোāĻŽাāϰ āϏাāĻĨে āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻŽāύে āĻšā§ āϏাāϰাāĻীāĻŦāύে āĻĒ্āϰāĻĨāĻŽāĻŦাāϰ
āĻāĻĨা āĻšāĻāϞ। āϤুāĻŽি āĻāĻŽāĻাāĻেāϰ āĻāĻŦāϰ āϰাāĻāϞা āĻেāĻŽāύে?"
- āĻāĻŽি āϏāĻŦ āĻাāύি। āĻāĻŽি āĻāĻāύ āϏুāĻāĻĄেāύে āĻĨাāĻি। āĻĢ্āϝাāĻŽিāϞি āύিā§ে। āĻĒ্āϰা⧠⧍ā§Ļ āĻŦāĻāϰ āĻĒāϰ āĻĸাāĻাā§ āĻāϏāϞাāĻŽ।
"āĻšাāĻāĻŦেāύ্āĻĄ āĻোāĻĨাā§? āĻĒāϰিāĻā§ āĻāϰিā§ে āĻĻাāĻ।"
- āύা। āĻāĻŽি āĻāĻাāĻ āĻŽাāϰ্āĻেāĻে āĻāϏāĻিāϞাāĻŽ। āĻāĻāĻা āĻাāĻে। āϤোāĻŽাāϰ āĻāĻŦāϰ āĻŦāϞ।
"āĻাāϞāĻ āĻāϞāĻে। āĻŦāύ্āϧুāĻĻেāϰ āϏাāĻĨে āĻāĻĄ্āĻĄা āĻĻিāĻ্āĻিāϞাāĻŽ।", āĻāĻা āĻŦāϞে āĻāĻļেāĻĒাāĻļে āĻĻাঁā§াāύ āĻŦāύ্āϧুāĻĻেāϰ
āϏাāĻĨে āĻĒāϰিāĻā§ āĻāϰিā§ে āĻĻিāϞাāĻŽ। āĻāϰা āϏāĻŦ āĻুāĻĒāĻাāĻĒ āĻĻাঁā§িā§ে āĻāĻĨা āĻļুāύāĻিāϞ। āĻŦāύ্āϧুāϰা āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻāϞাāĻĒেāϰ
āϏুāϝোāĻ āĻĻিā§েāĻ āĻāĻāĻু āĻšেāϏে āĻšেঁāĻে āϏাāĻŽāύেāϰ āĻĻিāĻে āĻেāϞো।
āĻĒ্āϰাā§ āĻĒাঁāĻ āĻŽিāύিāĻ āĻāϞাāĻĒ āĻšāϞ। āĻāĻŽি āĻāĻāύো āĻŦিā§ে āĻāϰিāύি āĻļুāύে āĻিāĻ্āĻাāϏা āĻāϰāϞ, "āĻেāύ?"
āĻāĻŽি āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ, "āĻāĻŽāύিāϤেāĻ āĻāϰা āĻšā§āύি।"
āύিāĻে āĻĢাāϏ্āĻāĻĢুāĻĄেāϰ āĻĻোāĻাāύে āĻেāϞাāĻŽ। āĻĻুāĻāύে āĻŽিāϞে āĻāĻāϏāĻ্āϰিāĻŽ āĻেā§ে āĻĻোāĻাāύেāϰ āĻেāϤāϰে āĻāĻে āĻুāĻĄāĻŦাāĻ
āĻŦāϞে āĻāĻŦাāϰ āĻŽাāϰ্āĻেāĻেāϰ āĻĻোāϤāϞাā§ āϝāĻāύ āĻŦāύ্āϧুāĻĻেāϰ āĻোāĻাāϰ āĻāύ্āϝ āĻĒা āϰাāĻāϞাāĻŽ। āĻāĻŽāύি āϏāĻŽā§ āĻšিāϞ āĻĒāϰা āĻĒাā§ে
āĻĻৌā§েāϰ āĻāĻā§াāĻ āĻļুāύে āĻুāϰে āϤাāĻাāϤেāĻ āĻĻেāĻি āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ āĻā§েāϰ āĻŦেāĻে āĻāĻ ে āĻāϏāϤেāĻে। āĻিāĻু āĻŦুāĻে āĻāĻ াāϰ āĻāĻেāĻ
āĻāĻŽাāĻে āĻā§িā§ে āϧāϰিā§ে āĻ
āĻোāϰ āϧাāϰাā§ āĻাāύ্āύা। āĻāĻŽি āĻāĻāύাāϰ āĻāĻāϏ্āĻŽিāĻāϤাā§ āĻšāϤāĻāĻিāϤ। āĻিāύ্āϤাāĻাāĻŦāύা āĻāϰে
āĻāϞāϤোāĻাāĻŦে āĻŽাāĻĨাāϰ āĻুāϞে āϏ্āĻĒāϰ্āĻļ āĻāϰে āĻšাāϤ āĻŦুāϞাāϞাāĻŽ। āĻāĻļেāĻĒাāĻļে āĻŦāύ্āϧুāĻĻেāϰ āĻাāϰো āĻিāĻিāĻি āĻĒāϰ্āϝāύ্āϤ
āĻĻেāĻা āϝাāĻ্āĻে āύা। āĻĻোāĻাāύেāϰ āϏেāϞāϏāĻŽ্āϝাāύāϰা āĻāϰ āĻাāϏ্āĻāĻŽাāϰāϰা, āĻŦিāĻļেāώ āĻāϰে āϞেāĻĄি āĻাāϏ্āĻāĻŽাāϰ - āϏāĻŦাāĻ
āĻĻেāĻāϞাāĻŽ āϏāĻŦাāĻ āĻŽুāĻāĻি āĻŽুāĻāĻি āĻšাāϏāϤেāĻে। āĻĒুāϰো āϤিāύ āĻĨেāĻে āĻাāϰ āĻŽিāύিāĻ āĻ
āĻোāϰ āϧাāϰাā§ āĻেঁāĻĻে āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ
āĻ
āĻŦāĻļেāώে āĻļাāύ্āϤ āĻšāϞ। āĻāĻŽি āĻŦিāώā§āĻা āĻি āĻিāĻ্āĻাāϏা āĻāϰাāϰ āĻāĻেāĻ āϏে āĻŽুāĻ āĻুāϞāϞ।
- āϰাāĻšুāϞ, āĻāĻŽি āϤোāĻŽাāĻে āĻিāĻু āĻŦāϞāϤে āĻাāĻ।
"āĻŦāϞ।"
- āĻāĻŽি āĻāϏāϞে āϤোāĻŽাāĻে āĻĒ্āϰāĻāĻŖ্āĻĄ āĻাāϞāĻŦাāϏāϤাāĻŽ।
"āĻ"
- āĻিāύ্āϤু āĻোāύāĻĻিāύ āĻŦāϞāϤে āϏাāĻšāϏ āĻĒাāĻ āύাāĻ। āϤুāĻŽি āĻāĻেāϰ āĻāϰāĻ āĻĒ্āϰāĻāĻŖ্āĻĄ āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰ āĻিāϞা। āϤুāĻŽি āϝāĻāύি
āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻŦাāϏাāϰ āϏাāĻŽāύে āĻĻিā§ে āϝেāϤা, āĻāĻŽি āĻাāύাāϞা āĻিংāĻŦা āĻŦাāϰাāύ্āĻĻা āĻĻিā§ে āϤোāĻŽাāĻে āĻĻেāĻāϤাāĻŽ।
"āϤাāĻšāϞে āϤāĻāύ āĻŦāϞāύি āĻেāύ?"
- āϏাāĻšāϏে āĻুāϞাā§ āύাāĻ। āĻāĻŽি āϝāĻāύি āϰাāϏ্āϤাā§ āϤোāĻŽাāĻে āĻĻেāĻāϤাāĻŽ, āĻĒুāϰো āĻļāϰীāϰ āĻā§ে āĻাāĻŽে āĻিāĻে āϝেāϤ।
āϏাāĻšāϏ āĻāϰে āύāϰ্āĻŽাāϞ āĻāĻĨাāĻ āĻŦāϞāϤে āĻĒাāϰি āύাāĻ। āĻāϰ āĻĒ্āϰāĻĒোāĻ āĻāϰা āϤো āĻ
āϏāĻŽ্āĻāĻŦ āĻŦ্āϝাāĻĒাāϰ। āĻāϰ āϤুāĻŽিāĻ āĻোāύāĻĻিāύ
āĻāĻŽাāĻে āĻĻেāĻāĻিāϞা āĻŦāϞে āĻŽāύে āĻšā§ āύি। āϤুāĻŽি āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻĻিāĻে āύা āϤাāĻিā§ে āĻāĻŽāύāĻাāĻŦে āĻšেঁāĻে āϝেāϤা, āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻ
āϏ্āϤিāϤ্āĻŦ
āϏāĻŽ্āĻĒāϰ্āĻে āϤুāĻŽি āĻাāύāϤা āĻিāύা āĻāĻŽাāϰ āϏāύ্āĻĻেāĻš āĻিāϞ। ⧍ā§Ļā§Ļā§Ļ āϏাāϞে āĻāϏ.āĻāϏ.āϏি āĻĻেā§াāϰ āĻĒāϰ āĻĒāϰāĻ āĻāĻŦ্āĻŦা
āĻোāϰ āĻāϰে āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻŦিā§ে āĻĻিā§ে āĻĻেā§। āĻāĻŽাāϰ āϏ্āĻŦাāĻŽী āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻĨেāĻে āĻĒ্āϰা⧠⧍⧍ āĻŦāĻāϰেāϰ āϏিāύিā§āϰ। āϤোāĻŽাāĻে
āĻিāĻু āĻŦāϞাāϰ āϏুāϝোāĻāĻ āĻĒাāĻ āύাāĻ।
āĻāĻŽি āĻĒুāϰাāĻ āϏ্āϤāĻŽ্āĻিāϤ। āĻāĻŽাāϰ āϏ্āĻĒāώ্āĻ āĻŽāύে āĻĒāϰāϞ, āĻāĻŽাāϰ āϏেāĻ āϏāĻŽā§েāϰ āĻŦāύ্āϧুāĻĻেāϰ āĻ
āύেāĻেāĻ āĻŦāĻšুāĻŦাāϰ āĻŦāϞāĻে
āϝে āĻāĻ āĻŽেā§েāĻা āϏāĻŦ āϏāĻŽā§ āĻāĻŽাāĻে āĻĄ্āϝাāĻŦ āĻĄ্āϝাāĻŦ āĻāϰে āϤাāĻিā§ে āĻĻেāĻে। āĻāĻŽি āϤāĻāύ āĻিāύ্āϤা āĻāϰāĻিāϞাāĻŽ, āϰাāĻšুāϞেāϰ
āĻĻিāĻে āĻŽেā§েāϰা āϝāĻĻি āύা āϤাāĻাā§, āϤāĻŦে āϤাāĻাāĻŦে āĻাāϰ āĻĻিāĻে? āĻāĻŦাāϰ āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝāĻে āĻ
āύেāĻ āĻāώ্āĻে āĻŽিāύ āĻŽিāύ
āĻāϰে āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ, "āϏāϰি", āϤাāϰāĻĒāϰ āĻāĻāĻু āĻĨেāĻŽে āĻিāĻ্āĻাāϏা āĻāϰāϞাāĻŽ, "āϤāĻāύ āĻিāĻু āĻŦāϞ āύাāĻ,
āϤাāĻšāϞে āĻāĻāĻে āĻŦāϞāϞা āϝে!"
āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ āĻŦāϞāϞ, "āĻĒ্āϰা⧠⧍ā§Ļ āĻŦāĻāϰ āĻĒāϰ āĻĢিāϰāϞাāĻŽ। āĻāĻŽ্āĻŽা āĻŽাāϰা āϝাāĻā§াā§ āĻāϏāĻিāϞাāĻŽ। āϏāĻĒ্āϤাāĻš āĻĻুā§েāĻ
āĻĒāϰ āĻĢিāϰে āϝাāĻŦ। āĻāĻŽāύāĻি āĻāĻŦ্āĻŦা āϝāĻāύ āĻā§েāĻ āĻŦāĻāϰ āĻāĻে āĻŽাāϰা āĻেāϞো, āϤāĻāύ āϰাāĻ āĻāϰে āϤাāĻে āĻļেāώāĻŦাāϰেāϰ āĻŽāϤ
āĻāϰ āĻĻেāĻāϤেāĻ āĻāϏি āύাāĻ। āϏুāĻāĻĄেāύে āĻāĻŽাāϰ āϏ্āĻŦাāĻŽী āĻāϰ āĻĻুāĻ āĻŽেā§ে āĻāĻে। āĻāϰ āĻোāύāĻĻিāύ āĻšā§āϤ āĻĻেāĻা āĻšāĻŦে āύা।
āĻাāĻŦāϞাāĻŽ, āϏāϤ্āϝি āĻāĻĨাāĻা āĻāĻāĻে āĻ
āύ্āϤāϤ āϏ্āĻŦীāĻাāϰ āĻāϰি। āϏাāĻšāϏ āĻāϰে āĻŦāϞেāĻ āĻĢেāϞāϞাāĻŽ। āĻŽāύāĻা āĻšাāϞ্āĻা āĻšāĻāϞ।
āĻāĻāĻŽāĻা āϤোāĻŽাāϰ āϏাāĻĨে āĻĻেāĻা āĻšāĻā§াā§ āĻŦুāĻāϞাāĻŽ, āĻাāϞāĻŦাāϏাāĻা āĻŦুāĻেāϰ āĻāĻীāϰে āĻāϏāϞে āĻāĻŽা āĻিāϞāĻ।"
āĻĒ্āϰাā§ āĻāĻ āĻŽিāύিāĻ āĻĻুāĻāύেāĻ āĻুāĻĒāĻাāĻĒ। āϤাāϰāĻĒāϰ āĻāĻŽি āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ, "āĻāϏāϞেāĻ āĻŦ্āϝাāĻĒাāϰāĻা āĻāώ্āĻেāϰ"।
āĻāĻŽি āĻĻ্āĻŦিāϤীā§āĻŦাāϰেāϰ āĻŽāϤ āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ, "āϏāϰি", āϤাāϰāĻĒāϰ āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ, "āĻāϞ āϰিāĻāĻļাā§ āĻāĻ াā§া āĻĻেāĻ।"
- āύা, āĻাā§ি āύিā§া āĻāϏāĻি। āĻŽেāĻāĻাāĻā§েāϰ āĻাā§ি।
"āϝেāĻাāĻ āĻšোāĻ। āĻāĻ াā§া āĻĻেāĻ"
- āϤোāĻŽাāϰ āĻĢেāϏāĻŦুāĻ āĻāĻে? āϤোāĻŽাāϰ āĻļুāϧু āĻĄাāĻāύাāĻŽ āĻাāύি। āĻĒুāϰো āύাāĻŽ āĻাāύি āύা āĻŦāϞে āĻĢেāϏāĻŦুāĻে āĻুঁāĻে āĻŦেāϰ
āĻāϰāϤে āĻĒাāϰি āύাāĻ। āϤোāĻŽাāϰ āĻāĻāĻা āĻāĻŦি āĻĒāϰ্āϝāύ্āϤ āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻাāĻে āύাāĻ।
"āĻš্āϝাঁ, āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻĢেāϏāĻŦুāĻ āĻĒ্āϰোāĻĢাāĻāϞ āĻāĻে, āϤāĻŦে āĻāϰ āϝোāĻাāϝোāĻ āϰাāĻা āĻāĻিāϤ āĻšāĻŦে āύা। āĻāώ্āĻ āĻŦাā§āĻŦে।
āϝেāĻাāĻŦেāĻ āĻšোāĻ, āĻŦিā§ে āĻšā§েāĻে, āĻāϤ āĻŦāĻāϰ āĻšā§ে āĻেāĻে। āĻĻুāĻ āĻŽেā§ে āĻāĻে āĻŦāϞāϞা। āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻিāύ্āϤা āĻŽাāĻĨাā§ āϰাāĻāϞে
āϏংāϏাāϰ āύāώ্āĻ āĻšāĻŦে। āĻ
āύেāĻāĻুāϞো āĻীāĻŦāύ āύāώ্āĻ āĻšāĻŦে। āĻāĻāĻেāĻ āĻļেāώ āĻĻেāĻা"
āĻā§েāĻ āϏেāĻেāύ্āĻĄ āύীāϰāĻŦ āĻĨেāĻে āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ āĻāϤ্āϤāϰ āĻĻিāϞ, "āϤুāĻŽি āĻ িāĻāĻ āĻŦāϞāĻ!"
"āϤāĻŦে āϤোāĻŽাāϰ āĻŽেā§েāĻĻেāϰ āĻ্āώেāϤ্āϰে āĻāĻ āĻুāϞ āĻāĻāϰ āύা। āĻ
āĻŦāĻļ্āϝ āϏুāĻāĻĄেāύেāϰ āĻĒāϰিāĻŦেāĻļ āĻāϞাāĻĻা। āϤāĻŦে
āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āϏংāϏ্āĻৃāϤিāϤে āĻŽাāύুāώ āĻšāϞে āĻāĻে āĻŽāϤাāĻŽāϤ āύিāĻ।"
- āϰাāĻšুāϞ, āĻাāϞ āĻĨেāĻ! āĻāĻŽি āϤোāĻŽাāϰ āĻāĻĨা āĻুāϞāĻŦ āύা।
āĻāĻŽি āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝāϰ āĻāĻĒাāϞে āĻšাāϞ্āĻাāĻাāĻŦে āĻāĻāĻা āĻুāĻŽু āĻĻিā§ে āĻŦāϞāϞাāĻŽ, "āϤুāĻŽিāĻ āĻাāϞ āĻĨেāĻো। āĻāϞ্āϞাāĻš
āĻšাāĻĢেāĻ ....... āĻāϰ, āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻāĻĨা āĻুāϞāϤে āĻšāĻŦে। āĻŦিāĻĻাā§!"
āĻাā§িāĻা āĻāϞে āϝেāϤেāĻ āĻিāύ্āϤা āĻāϰāϞাāĻŽ, āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻীāĻŦāύেāϰ āĻĒāĻ্āĻāĻŽ āĻŽেā§ে āϝে āĻিāύা āĻŦিā§ে āĻšā§ে āϝাāĻā§াāϰ
āĻĒāϰ āϏ্āĻŦীāĻাāϰ āĻāϰāϞ āϝে, āĻāĻŽি āϤাāϰ āĻšাāϰ্āĻāĻĨ্āϰāĻŦ āĻিāϞাāĻŽ। āĻি āĻĻুāϰ্āĻাāĻ্āϝ āĻāĻŽাāϰ! āĻĻāĻ্āώিāĻŖ āĻāĻļিā§াāϰ āĻŽেā§েāϰা
āĻি āϏāĻŦাāĻ āĻāĻেāĻāĻāύ āϞাāĻŦāĻŖ্āϝ? āĻŽāύেāϰ āĻāĻĨা āĻŽুāĻ āĻĢুāĻে āĻŦāϞāϤে āĻĒাāϰে āύা! āĻļেāώ āĻĒāϰ্āϝāύ্āϤ āĻŦাāĻŦা āĻŽাā§েāϰ āĻĒāĻāύ্āĻĻে
āĻŦিā§ে āĻšā§ে āϝাā§ āĻ
āύ্āϝ āĻাāϰো āϏাāĻĨে। āϏাāϰাāĻীāĻŦāύ āĻāĻāĻা āĻŽাāύāϏিāĻ āĻāώ্āĻে āĻাāĻে। āϏংāϏাāϰ āĻāϰে āĻāĻāĻāύেāϰ āϏাāĻĨে,
āĻŽāύেāϰ āĻিāϤāϰে āĻŦিāĻāϰāĻŖ āĻāϰে āĻ
āύ্āϝ āĻেāĻ।
āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻāϤāĻ্āώāĻŖে āĻোāĻে āĻĒāϰāϞ, āĻŦāύ্āϧুāϰা āĻāĻāĻু āĻĻূāϰে āĻাāĻĒ-āĻĒāϰāĻা āĻাāĻ্āĻে। āϤাāϰা āĻāϏāĻŦ āĻিāĻুāĻ āĻেā§াāϞ āĻāϰেāύি।
āĻāĻŽি āĻŦāύ্āϧুāĻĻেāϰ āĻĻিāĻে āĻšাঁāĻা āϧāϰāϞাāĻŽ।