You have to be transferred to the job. But there are many problems in transfer at the last age. I moved to Cooch Behar in 2005. My wife was forced to stay in Calcutta to visit her parents. It is difficult for me to take care of my sick mother without water city. I decided to do daily reading. I took permission accordingly. I used to catch the bus at 7 pm at the office. I would reach the cowshed at ten o'clock in the morning. This is how it went. Even if it was a little difficult, I could come home at least at night.
One day it was too late for office work. When I got up after work, it was almost nine o'clock at night. Last bus was at nine o'clock. According to some, when I reached the stand by paying double fare to the rickshaw, the bus left. Anyway I got the place at the last minute. The bus was running well but after crossing Falakata the bus broke down. It took about an hour to fix. When I reached the cowshed, it was half past one in the night. No people. There is no thick fog on winter days. There are no lights on the street. After that I am not a single person. From Devi Chowdhurani Mahasmashan I see a man wearing a full Sahebi dress. I wondered where such a well-dressed man came from. Let's be happy again, I don't have to go alone. But I could not see the man's face at all. I tried to tell the story but got no answer. And one thing I was surprised about was that no matter how hard I tried, my distance from the guy kept getting smaller. In the middle of the thick fog, we crossed the Karala Bridge and came to an empty place (where Hari Sarkar Colony is now). Suddenly three men from the jungle surrounded me with knives in their hands. Their faces were covered with cloth. He started to say that if you don't give me whatever you have, I will cut it and throw it in the river. I hurriedly turned over the briefcase purse ring watch all the time. Seeing this, one of them said that the face of Shala is Futani and this is Tuku Mal. He punched me in the face. Suddenly, I don't know what happened. The man wearing the hat turned around and picked up the man and threw him. The two unsuspecting men, Ore Baba Saheb, ran away and joined the forest. Mr. T told me to understand the brief case money ring in Ishara then told me to follow him in Ishara. The man turned towards me on the bridge of Maskalaibari crematorium. I see the face is fucked in a horrible way. Then blended into the air. Ami ran a little earlier and saw how many fires were burning in the Hunuman temple. Seeing me, Sadhubaba sat down. He drank hot ginger tea. Then he told the two of them to take Babu home.
The next morning, while going to the office again, I heard that a man was found with his arms and legs broken in front of the forest. The police came and took him away.
I bowed to that unknown gentleman ghost.