Surbala's father was living in his boxer's house, earning a fortune on a contract basis. He has two daughters. Surabala is big, Shachi is small. He is not married yet, he lives in his father's house in Boxer.
Surbala's nickname in his father's house was Pashuraja. This was given to him by his grandfather. Hundreds of animals, including lame dogs and cats, English rats, and pigeons, flourished in his shelter. He could never say goodbye to any of them, yet they are immortal under the authority of Shachi. Maheshwari knew the description of Surbala's name, it was through him that the name became popular here as well. Those who were older were called animals for short, while the servants were also called either Posh-Bouthakrun or Small Bouthakrun.
When Surbala came home after many nights of work, Upendra said, "Your father has written a letter urging you to fix Shachi's pot again." Do you know how much younger Shachi is?
Surabala said, you don't know that anymore! Shachi died in my lap as a brother. Then he is about six or seven years younger than me.
As his age is twelve-thirteen?
What else will it be! It has been kept so long only because it is thin. Growing up like me would have been a huge danger.
Upendra laughed and said, what is the danger? Your father has no shortage of money, and if he had that thing, everything would be affordable. There is no one in the world who chases me like I chased you in your time.
Surabala said, did you see your father's money?
If you can say no, you have value, but how can you tell a lie?
But this is a lie.
Why lie?
Lying is a lie. Tell me when you are, but you haven't seen your father's money. Dad's money or not, you had to go. You had to go to the house where I was born to pick me up - you know?
Upendra pretended to be serious and said, I am getting some. But what if you were born in Kayet's house?
Surabala giggled and laughed and said, whatever you are. When was the daughter of Bamun's house born in Kayet's house? Do you understand and advocate with this intellect?
Upendra said more seriously, that too. That is why I feel that it is not going well.
Surabala was annoyed by his own words and said in a consoling voice, why it will not spread, it will spread very much. However, it may be a little late, which is this. But I also say, what do you need to pass? He laughed and said, "If you appear before me from twelve to four, I can give you five hundred rupees." Dad gives me two and a half hundred rupees a month, I will take more than two and a half hundred rupees!
Upendra said, take it; But what do I have to do? Do you have to stand in front of twelve to four?
Surabala said, yes. And if you can't stand up straight, either sit down.
And if you can not sit or sleep? What do you say?
Surabala pressed her face and smiled and said, no, she can't sleep. If you can't sit, you have to stand again. You will be fine if you disobey in front of the judge.
If you can't pay the fine?
Must be detained. Can't get out even after four - understand?
Upendra shook his head and said, I understand - if the magistrate can maintain some hard work.
Surabala surrounded her husband's voice with her two soft arms and said, Hakim is not strict, not strict. You'll keep the job - don't just try one day. After a while, Surabala freed himself and asked, will you answer your father's letter?
Upendra said, there is no need to search, you will appear - I will answer this.
Shh, what is he talking about! What's the joke with him?
So long have you been joking with me?
Surabala was embarrassed and said, look, I didn't make a joke, but my father doesn't need to write this. I really believe that Shachi's pot is all right and he has no other choice but to do it, but if he hears you talking, he will be angry.
Upendra laughed and said, "Sachi's pot is really fine." I know him, you know him.
Surabala asked curiously, who does not say?
Upendra said, not now. All right, but I'll let you know.
Surabala remained silent for a while and said, well. But let me tell you one thing - Shachi has a little fault, the pot should not be fixed by hiding that fault. The fruit will not be good.
Upendra became anxious and asked, what is the fault again?
Surabala said, saying. Father's wish seems to be to keep Oituku's guilt a secret. Otherwise he would have told you himself. Shachi is good at studying and listening, it is true that her father also has money, but haven't you seen Shachi well?
Upendra said, I have seen, but I dare to look better.
I fall on your feet. Listen to me first, then say whatever you like. You know, Sachi has been sick since childhood. He survived by dying two or three times in a heavy bamboo. The doctor saved him with a weapon, but his leg did not straighten. Until then, a little lame. The doctor said that he could get better with age, but who would agree to get married believing this assurance? He who is a really good boy will also get a good daughter knowing that he will not marry a girl like Shachi. And the one who will be satisfied with the greed of pure money is a wicked pot.
Upendra calmed down and said, "I have seen Shachi many times, but I have never seen him dig."
Surabala smiled softly and said, what can men see! But the eyes of the girls should not be fooled - they will catch the fault in the blink of an eye.
Upendra said, but he doesn't have to marry girls, he has to be afraid of girls' eyes!
What is he talking about! If you want to get married by cheating, you can also marry a blind girl, but later?
Upendra thought, did not speak.
Surabala reiterated that this is exactly what happened at our boxer's house during the last puja. Both Psima and her mother said that there was no need for such discussions before marriage. If it is done, you have to tell your son-in-law.
Upendra said, quite so.
Not quite, that's what I'm saying. I say that mother-in-law and Nanad are not left alone. Shachi's future husband will love her, but she will never be able to do housework happily if she falls in the eyes of their hatred at first with a minor flaw.
Upendra said, you can. Because, Divakar can't take care of your sister, neither you nor Didi will scold Shachi.
Surabala was surprised to hear the words. He sat still for a long time and said, but married to Thakurpo?
Upendra said, yes.
But the father will not agree.
Why?
He has no parents, no house, in a word, nothing!
Upendra said briefly, everything is there, because, I am.
Surabala said, still the father would not agree.
Upendra said hard, and you will not be the real thing!
Surabala remained silent.
Upendra too was silent for a while and suddenly turned to the other side and said very quietly, well, it's late at night - go to sleep now.
Surabala stayed awake for many nights. Suddenly, when she must have felt that her husband was sleeping soundly, hot tears welled up in her eyes. She did not doubt her husband's boundless affection, but she began to weep and wonder why she did not find the end of this man even after seven or eight years of close association. At first he thought many times that there was nothing wrong with this whimsical man. There is no reason to know or understand when it gets angry, but at the end of the day, he realized that by asking once and for all, he has the ability to fully understand it, whether he ever has it or not, his actions or words are not like those of unreasonable or uncertain nature. Especially that is why there was no end to her fears and thoughts about her stupid husband. He used to grieve when he was stabbed. If God had made his destiny so good, why didn't He give him the wisdom to follow that destiny? The more he talked about it in his mind, the more he began to search for the cause, the more he began to read in despair, finding no fault in himself. He had no idea what was wrong with his sister's natural fears about her.
Outside, the long dark night of winter came to a halt, and the bells of the official kashari began to ring one by one.
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