‘Hey, get up early. The body has to be dumped. ' No husband in the world can sleep peacefully if he hears such words from his wife in the morning. I couldn't either. I got up early and sat down.
I looked around with great curiosity. But I did not see any body anywhere. It's raining cats and dogs outside. Jhupjhup sound came to the ears and Bari is eating one after another. Suddenly that word was overshadowed by Rinjin's laughter. This smile is also very familiar to me. I could see sleepy eyes, Tania was looking at me and smiling.
I realized I was having fun with him. That means these corpses are nothing. It's all about waking me up. Before I could say anything in anger, my wife came and hugged my neck. Then he said in a sweet voice - ‘You know, if you don't wake up, you'll have a baby! '
Madamfuli has started a joke after waking up my sleep. I want to slap him on the cheek. But the danger is when you cry. Just someone else's house. People may be known. People will whisper to John later. So I dropped this idea from my head for now. I arranged my anger in the cupboard of my mind and pulled my wife's cheeks Then I said in a tone of dishonesty:
‘What a start! I can't sleep in peace even if I come to my father-in-law's house because of your pain? ' Tania's smiling face turned black in an instant. He cried and said in his throat: Why did you pull my soft cheek and hang it? ‘I will pull my wife's cheek or who will pull? '
I pulled hard again. This time he hit the jhamata and moved his hands away. Then he said in a bitter voice: I understand all your intentions. You are deliberately pulling my cheek so long. So that I get old quickly. Then you can get married again.
I was shocked to hear such words on my wife's face. I want to fall from the sky to the ground and go to the abyss. But the underworld is a distant thing. It is not possible to go to the bathroom now in front of this angry look of the wife. So I sat quietly on the bed.
I got married to a girl from Barisal with many hobbies. One of the secret dreams of my life was to be a fool. I got it just like that. The little uncle had a big vegetable shop in the market. One day a girl came to the shop and said - Uncle, how many kilos of potatoes?
Forty rupees at once. The girl swelled her cheeks and said: What more vegetables can be bought if it is so expensive! I will pay fifty rupees at once. If you don't give, don't give.
The younger uncle was stunned for a while for the first time in his life. Not thinking what to do, he gave the vegetables for fifty rupees. The girl also went home happy to buy vegetables at the expected price.
The next day I went out to see the girl like my little uncle said. I want such a silly girl. I found out the girl's name is Tania Rahman. Nickname Tania. However, Tania's 'ta' and Rahman's 'ra' can be called 'her' for short. Although I do not have a headache with the name. Talking to the girl.
As soon as he reached the right address and pressed the calling bell, a hurricane came out. I lost the language to speak. I am looking at the girl with one mind. His hair is as smiling. Such smiles are not commonly seen. It's like a work of art tied to a picture. And such works of art
Stay in the museum. Who knows how this girl is out! Jakge has done well. Now it's my turn to put this work of art in the museum of my mind. Suddenly I got back to the girl's call completely convinced. I felt something heavy hanging in my hand. I looked and saw that the heavy object was nothing more. Just a dirty basket. Before she understood anything, the girl said: Today I see a new man has come. Well, listen, shake the basket a little better. There is a little bit of dirt on the bottom.
I came with a basket like an obedient boy. For the first time in my life, I felt dirty that day. But there is no regret in that either. Because no matter where I heard it, whoever likes it likes everything around him. The black dog in their house also looks very cute.
The dust of the road he walks on seems to be the husk of all this. On purpose, I immediately soaked it in water and ate it. And that's why the garbage basket of their house seemed very sacred to me that day.
From then on my fragile condition started. Wherever I go, wherever I look, only the picture of the girl floats. From the cup of tea to the ceiling of the fan, from the bathroom mirror to the cover of the pillow, I see only the girl everywhere. To be continued.
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