And Diba forgets to make a wish. Later, when I remember, his birthday has passed. This is how friendship goes unevenly. The two of them used to come and go freely. They used to go for Eid or Pujo. Because of his young age, no one would stop him.
Joy was very timid and soft-hearted. He cried because he did not read an essay in the scholarship examination.
He is crying even after leaving the examination hall. Diba slapped his head and said are you a girl or not? Why are you crying like girls? Shut up. You really are an ass. The two became separated after Class Five Peru. Diba was sent to his brother. But the joy remained here.
The day when Diba was leaving, Ullas also cried that day. Diba was surprised and said, "What are you doing, donkey? Why are you crying again? You stop crying like these girls. Change your nature."
Why are you crying a little?
The day is gone. He also got tears. But he did not understand. He came to the car crying. Diba went to his brother but his mind did not sit here. He didn't like anything. Repeatedly missed the previous school, former friends, special merriment. We don't talk to Ullas anymore, we don't see him. He felt very bad.
He always did his housework with the joy of the day. If he was upset, he would go to play with joy. He used to share all the things of joy. And here he does not mix with anyone. I don't like anyone. Ullas listened to all his words. Why would anyone here listen to him?
Meanwhile, the excitement became even quieter. The only person to talk to is gone. There is no other friend of joy except day. Joy wrapped itself up further. I became depressed. Dibake remembers that he was bad. The restlessness of giving only makes you laugh.
Now there is no day. There is no one to listen to him. A year passed like this. He came to school one day in a hurry. He slapped her on the head with joy and said, 'This is the ass I have come to irritate you again. I will study here from now on. Do you understand that you have to change your gomara face? That will not work anymore.
Joy is also very happy. Joy has always been good results. But after leaving school during the day, he becomes more naughty. When the test is over, he leaves after copying the book of joy.
Ullas also helped Diba enough. Diba's homework is still exhilarating. Think with everyone in the class. But the joy still can't mix with anyone. Two have become friends but all are boys. If you ever talk to a girl about the joy of studying, you have to face the cannon of the day. Diba doesn't like talking to any other girl.
He is very jealous. Diba does not know why this is so. Diba talks to everyone. That is not the choice of joy. But Ullas can't even say anything to Diba. Lest Diba be angry.
They were in class eight then. It was Diba's birthday. Dibake is planning to give a surprise with a lot of joy. So, like other times, this time I don't wish at night. Meanwhile Diba was awake all night waiting for Wish. He erupted in anger. How did Ullas forget his birthday? Why didn't you wish him this time? I could not sleep during the day. He came to Ullas's house in the morning. As soon as he grabbed the collar of joy and came.
You have so much courage. Have you forgotten my birthday? Why didn't you wish me? Is it my responsibility to remember your birthday? What happened if I didn't make a wish? Why are you reacting so much?
Diba dropped the collar. Really! Why would Diba react if he didn't wish for joy! Diba Ullas left home and went to school. There is a private one in the morning.
As soon as he entered through the school gate, someone blindfolded him. Diba shouted but did not gain. The two are holding his hand and taking one somewhere. Diba is terrified. Diba was brought somewhere and his eyelids were taken off. Diba saw that their canteen was very nicely decorated.
Decorating with balloons and flowers. There is also cake. His friends all wished him well. As soon as their voices stopped, joy came from behind. He also gave flowers and gifts to Diba. The cake was cut. Diba found out that all the arrangements were exhilarating. His mind became better. He embraced the joy.
Thanks ass for making my birthday so special. You can't stop calling me an ass? I will call a donkey a donkey. This time he remembers the day of joy. Wished first of all. He also went out to walk with joy. When Diba came home, his mother called him. Fresh to go to his room. There are some things.
Diba did not understand what the mother suddenly said to him? How serious the mother's face has become. Did Diba do any wrong?
To be continued..
Good writing dear