When did Ayesha's name become cloudy? What after the wedding! On the night of that caress, Siraj saw his face in the light of the lamp and said, "I see the stream of rain before your face, Bibi." Can't you call me a cloudy cloud? Death, as if you got a new BB. Ayesha became fluffy. This is your romantic language after seven years of love! Why, there is no love in the language of Calcutta? Siraj took the velvet pillow and said, "Waps, a mori bangla language." There is no Bengali language. Even so, the smell of soil - can you deny that? I don't think so, Mia-Bibi is sitting on the ground under the straw rice, drowning in the river of love. Ayesha's face is dark and now a reddish tinge is appearing. Hey, are you a chameleon? Siraj left the pillow and leaned on the pillow.
Shh, what are you talking about? Am I a chameleon?
That's what it is. If you change the color of your face in words. You are polymorphic. Red from black. Ah, what a game of colors!
Ayesha arranged the pillow on the opposite side and said while lying down, B Poetic Siraj. The black light of the pub spreads a red light. Siraj growled and said, Objection Your Honor. No Siraj, I am Akash. Ayesha has also risen, and I am the cloud. This time both of them laughed.
Akash said, the tea is cold, the clouds. Lakshmi, don't overheat. The hot answer came from the kitchen, ah, don't bother, there won't be time now. Akash touched his lips to the cup of tea and said, it's done.
What?
Hot tea. Your words have made my tea hot. A little later a cloud appeared with a cup of hot smoked tea. Reading the news of the game on the last page of the newspaper, Akash said, it is time.
The clouds shook, that means! What am I?
Ah, don't be angry, Bibi. It's time to be. Time cannot be done, it just happens and happens. With a sip of a cup of tea, aha tofa - Akash asked towards the cloud. The cloud suddenly slapped his forehead and whispered in a sad voice, "Oh, oh, what will happen?" We will die without eating.
I mean! What does this mean?
Don't you understand? Did you start college? Do you notice that the students, especially the students, are waiting for you? Apart from that, I also have to go to school. Once the book is in the book, there will be more jobs? It was as if a cloud had just risen, smelling the earth. Surma in his eyes. The color of twilight in Pattabas. Her hair is the night of her dark night. Modulation in the neck of the sky. Meghla lifted the oysters in her fist and said, do you remember the arrival of Abbajan in this city? On the morning of that Eid, Pir Baba of Antali appeared at the Dargah. You can say, where is my Maya Ayesha's house? Arrange the lungikhana on your knees and search for Abbajan. People are desperate. From Rajabazar to Antali, there are thousands of Ayesha. Who are you looking for? What is the house number?
There was Go. There were all the notes in one note. Aite Aite lost that. Abbajan did not know that people would be lost if they lost notes in this city. Dust on the feet up to the knees, the front of Cambis's shoes empty. A job on the body. It's like looking for a side stone like that madman. There are so many people in the city, 6 of them! And just then you appeared. Went to market in Antali market. Curious to see the crowd of some people near Pir Baba's Dargah, you have to go there!
The sky seemed to catch on. Standing in front of the gaze of that ‘khyapa find back’ of your Abbajan, I said, I have come, Abbajan. I grabbed your note in the can.
What! Ayesha's bride? Relief in Abbajan's eyes. I said, Ain Abbajan, Ayesha is at home.
Meghla said as if weaving the thread of memory, while this Abbajan had issued a farman before the marriage, it will not happen. In Baundule, there is no father, no mother, my daughter will not get married to such people. No rice, no stove. Today's Dhaka is tomorrow's Calcutta. Hey son-in-law! Think how! Abbajan said the words while standing in front of Ammar's picture. There was probably an invisible smile on Amma's face. Abbajan may not have seen it.
Akash said in a cold voice, that's it. You got married. There is no family thaimaya in the movement of one's finger. You and I were getting off at Howrah railway station in one log. As someone said in Abbajan, Wara has fled to Calcutta. Take this hadith.
The work is probably Basir Mia. He often came to Calcutta from Dhaka. The key was to do business.
That was the first time I saw Abbajan in Calcutta. And on the day that Abbajan was going to return to Dhaka, Rob, who had been decorating Antali's house since morning, suddenly said, "Did you see anything in this city, Abbajan?"
Abbajan smiled. Then he looked at the sky with deep eyes and said, I went to see Tomago's good home.
Love or ashes. You can stay in such a bad house! Bimalenduda also said that. See something better. Bimalendudai forcibly took him to Bhabanipur to show him a house. The landlord understood something and said, quite well, you are Bamun. Bimalenduda humbly bowed his head and said yes.
You and your wife. Is that so? No no, this friend of mine is Kam Bhai and his wife.
What's her name?
Sirajul Haque.
As if the gentleman had suddenly stepped on the head of the snake, Antake got up and said, what is he! Thakur is enjoying in our house?
Bimalenduda quickly said, she is also my sister. He has great faith in Thakur. The gentleman almost jumped up and said, do you mean their god?
Bimalenduda said in a simple voice, Thakur means Thakur. God.
The gentleman almost roared, what is their God again! They are all more than Allah-Khoda. Before Bimalenduda could say anything in reply, Akash pushed the door and went out and did not stand.
Bimalenduda will not. We are still in that primitive age. Our Tagore and your Tagore are different.
Bimalendudar's forehead is full of thoughts. Suddenly he smiled a little as if he had found a solution and said, come on, I will stay on the second floor of my house. The top is empty. After my mother died, I lived downstairs with my father. I didn't get married, I can understand. How stupid it feels to be alone. When you come, you can stay quite frozen.
Akash quickly said, what is he! You are flattering. Why would your father accept Mlechch like us - I mean Mesomshai.
Nah, no obstacles. Mesomshai just said, caste in the name of caste - he is a lot. Now come on, let's get tired of the match. Staying together since then.
Then, on a rainy night in a crowded Shravan, Bimalenduda came out and asked, "What happened?" It's raining outside. A moaning voice in the sky, the clouds…!
What happened to Meghlar? Then Bimalenduda understood himself and said, he understood. Come on, something will be arranged. That rainy night 6!
Meghla's eyes were now full of mischievous smiles, oh, what a panic. That is the rain. You woke up at night sitting on a bench outside the labor room. Just before dawn, the morning had just dawned, the nurse came out and said, there was a girl.
Akash said, as if someone got up with a uludhvani, the shell blew. Of course, everything is in my mind. Bimalenduda jokingly said, thank Thakur. I said, which god? Bimalenduda shook my chin gently and said, Thakur is also born! What will happen to you? Either in hell
I will go, or I will go to hell.
Meghla said seriously, where did you end up? I mean hell, or hell? The sky became ha-ha, Ross Ross, I saw the girl's face first. Open the curtain of heaven. This time both of them laughed in the chorus.
What is the name of the girl? Meghla was smiling. Akash stared at the small child's face and said, O big simple number O. Just like you are asking, how much is two and two. Meghla smiled and said, it will rain. So much rain! The sky broke the clouds and so much rain!
The smell still lingers on the ground. Thick raindrops on dry dust. A little while ago the storm arose. As if to handle the storm with both hands, Meghla said, the clouds will not fly away so easily, take a look. It rained with smoke all around. The rain was watching the sky leaning on the grill. Cloudy came to the side, what do you think?
Wondering where you are in the rain.
This is me. Touch. The clouds became closer and closer.
It's been a long time since I touched your body. I want to touch you now. It is you who is eternally awake in secrecy inside you.
Got it, you're done.
You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh?
Vedanta. Tat tvam asi. Keep these theories. Let's count the raindrops.
How is he?
Just like raindrops can be counted.
This is a big difficult task. Come back to the words of Rabithakur rather than that - the melody is playing in the throat of the sky, today I like the melody of the new clouds.
Meghla immediately said, not for no reason. The fight was between Hindus and Muslims. The fight was provoked by shaking and shaking. Riot. The look of the city has changed. Allahu Akbar in Dhaka and Har Har Bom Bom Joy Kali in Calcutta. People are being killed, castes are being killed, at one time an entire country was killed. Draupadi's undressing took place in front of a gathering of veterans.
As soon as the sun went down, darkness fell on the road in front. In that darkness, a group of people gathered in front of the door. At first it was cloudy. He came down from the second floor and went straight to Bimalendudar's house.
Bimalenduda was then looking at the headline of the newspaper. Meghla said in a hushed voice, "Grandpa, who are you?"
Bimalenduda said in a terrified voice, where is the sky and the rain?
I came from outside with a latch.
Well done. You go in too. I'm watching.
As soon as they came out, the people started shouting. Shala Mollah is feeding in Hindupara?
Before Bimalenduda could say anything, the eighty-year-old Mesomshai somehow pushed Bimalenduda to the front. Then almost woke up with a roar, my little boy his wife and baby.
Before I could do anything to them, I grabbed them and stood in the doorway. You can do that to me. The old man is trembling. I don't know if the people moved away for fear of Brahmashap.
Akash said in a bored voice, those who broke the hearts of the people and formed two countries, did they do politics of non-violence at that time! Who knows, your Abbajan lost a man by losing a note, and a whole country lost just by the greed of a few people - in his time! The war of independence was fought with one flag at a time, but after independence the flags flew in two ways. Country means not just soil…!
Meghla knows that the sky is now floating in the sea of nostalgia, sometimes sinking. Meghla said in such a close voice, whatever the country is, we are here. The sky looked cloudy.
Joke in the eyes of the clouds, if the river breaks the rudder to cross, near the torn sail, / I will know standing in the face of death - you are, I am.
The old man was on his death bed one morning after independence. Meghla said with her face close to the old man's ear in a low voice, how is Mesomshai feeling?
The old man muttered without opening his eyes, "Look, Booma, is there a wave flying on the roof of our house?" What I do know is that suddenly it seemed as if someone had pushed Meghla with an invisible force.
Duddar climbed up to the roof and saw the waves fluttering in the wind. Akash and Bimalenduda are more fascinated. The sky did not turn his face and said, look how it is flying! Our country. Muktapaksha Bihanga.
When he came back down, he saw the clouds, the old man's eyes were so heavy. Satisfied smile on his face. Him body. Bimalenduda and Akash entered the room and looked at the clouds in surprise. Meghla put her finger on her lips and gestured that she was sleeping.
He did not wake up the old man. He is like an illusory man. Muktapaksha Bihanga.
The rain came again! The fields have been washed away. What are the raindrops on the thorns of the acacia tree in the distance! Water is pouring down from the mound. Clouds moved to the chest of the sky and said, once I remember the sky, standing on the ghatshila fuldungri…? What a stem! Rainy smile in the eyes of the clouds, I said, be careful sky! Will fall! Slippery soil. You threw your fists at me and said, "Take a cloud."
What?
Va-lo-ba-sa.
The rain probably caught on. Pause. Little by little the fields, the trees, the mosque in the distance - all may be waking up. But in the thick darkness, nothing can be seen. Nothing.
Still you wait clouds. Today is that day. Dense hearing. Even on that day, there is such darkness all around. Rolling on the rocks, you said, catch me, sky. The burning pin of the car fell into the ditch and the smoke was still rising. Then that boundless darkness. Then every year he comes on this day. Just wait for decades!
Meghla suddenly said in an upright voice, can't you hear?
What?
The sound of footsteps.
Who?
That's the rain. Our children. Look, look, his hair is tangled. The wrinkles on his face are trembling in the light of the candle held in his hand. The rain is coming forward little by little. Our children. Income mother income 6.
The point of light is slowly spreading around. Azan tune from the nearest mosque, Allahu ta'ala InshaAllah 6.
What wax light reaches inside the dark grave! Who knows! The sky and the clouds stay awake forever in that darkness.