Rumors! A story of a man

Assalamualaikum (peace be upon you) my dear readers.

Today I am going to translate a story. The story written based on a freedom fight. The main author of the story is Ahsan wahid in his native language. And the translator Is me. I may have done some mistake, some grammatical errors also i think. I hope you will read it and if there is problem, let me know.I will try to correct it. So let's read it..

Darken part of night

After a while it started to rain and the sky looked as clear as day. Mohsin came out of the house and stood under a mango tree at the bend of the main road, almost above the gate of Latif's house. Suddenly, the branches of the mango tree were shaken in the wind and the rain water that had accumulated on the leaves fell on his body in big drops.Mohsin looked at the tree for a moment in shock and immediately stood up again, unbuttoned his shirt and spat on his chest. The night is not too long, the congregation has been over for an hour after the call to prayer in the mosque of the market. Due to the rain, the movement of people on the road has been limited. Mohsin would not leave the house either, only the squeaking inside his chest drove him about half a kilometer away.There is a light breeze all around, and there is a constant annoying call of the frogs.

Latif must be found at home now. His brick-sand and rod-cement shop in Homna Bazaar. I spent ten nights on the mattress. It's raining today, so it's not supposed to stay that long. Standing in front of the gate, Mohsin said the words.

Latif's huge house with whitewashed whitewashed walls. Another brick-paved mini-road descended from the main road, right up to the gate of his house. Although they fought together in 1971, now their difference with Latif is much greater.

The entrance pocket gate was slightly open. From inside, a dog barked out of the gate, saw Mohsin and barked twice. This is Latif's constant companion. He knows Mohsin well.

Hey, isn't your boss at home?

Saying this for the purpose of the dog, Mohsin opened the pocket gate and entered. Latif stood on the verandah and looked at the gate when he heard the barking of a dog.

Who's that?

I am Mohsin.

Ah, Mohsin! Come on, come home. Huge drawing room Latif has.

Mohsin, who was standing at the door, moved his fingers on all the buttons of the switchboard with impossibly fast speed and gestured to him to enter, and the room was occupied by the white light. Latif has painted the house a new color. The last time Mohsin came here was a month ago, when the house was not so bright.There were all the pictures hanging on the wall, only a new one was added by Latif. Black and white picture framed in a big frame. He is looking inside the house through the gap of thick thick lenses, printing all over the country.

You remember not wearing it for so long!

Mohsin sat on the sofa facing Latif and asked. Latif immediately turned his head and took a look at the picture behind him. Then he says: I went to Dhaka last week, I couldn't resist the urge to see the picture in a shop in Baitul Mukarram. Don't think again, we are no longer inhuman and bastard that we will eat and drink hagamota! Let's face it, there's no such thing as a boil.

Truth is always true, truth cannot be covered by lies. Latif stopped saying this. Mohsin looked at him as if he wanted to hear more. He said with a jolt to his body: There is no environment for talking about these yet. I don't think we can go to Daikhya. Come on, why are you so angry? But Polada said to send abroad, will it cost money.
Latif has no shortage of money. Two sons live in America. There is also a lot of money invested in the business that you do. What does God do to man? Although they grew up together in the same village, the money was like water in his hand. It's not that Mohsin didn't try, but even if he tried, not everything happened.Mohsin borrowed money from Latif from time to time and repaid it again. Mohsin may have come for money after Latif came home for so many nights. No, I didn't come for the money.

Mohsin said with a small sigh and shook his head. Latif's face suddenly felt dry and pale. Before asking what happened, Mohsin said, "Everyone is talking about one thing. How could this be possible?

Latif also heard that. Muhammad Karim, the pro-Pakistan leader of 1971, is still alive. Some are even said to have seen it with their own eyes. However, he is not coming in public, he will come when the time comes.

Latif got up from his seat, went out to the verandah and came back and sat on the sofa facing Mohsin. The walls also have ears. Now Muhammad Karim's sons are influential people of the police station. Finding out who killed their father during the war will not be the last defense.That is why Latif came from outside with a twist and said in an almost silent voice: Does anyone else know that Muhammad Karim and I are shooting at you? How do I know?

So why are you so scared? Who said, why are you mad about this? Go home, go to sleep with a cool head.

After leaving the house, Latif's vulgar words while walking on the streets, Mohsin kept thinking and the words were taunting him inside the skull. Latif can, these are possible only by him. One of his great qualities is that he does not see anything complicated. Mohsin has been in a lot of pain for a few days now.I feel a lot lighter now. But where does it say that Muhammad Karim is still alive?

The bullets cost them only two. At the behest of the commander, at the risk of his life, he was called from his house in the middle of the night, blindfolded, handcuffed and dragged through the bushes of Jalepara to the desolate shores of Titus. Then Latif fired the first shot and Mohsin fired the last.When the huge body became numb, he tied his legs and threw them on Titus's chest. At that moment, the mighty Muhammad Karim of the area got lost in the current.

But the man was kind of impossible. The chairman was for life. The poorest people in the area were living. No one can say that he has treated anyone unfairly. Again, he did not indulge the unjust in any way. That is why he has passed the post of chairman three times in a row without contest. But the man had a great lack of foresight.What six points, what! All these are manipulations to get Mujib in power. What do the people of this country have? All will end in three days due to the power of the Pakistan Army.

After the speech on March 7, in the meeting where the recent situation of the country was discussed, those words were the essence of Muhammad Karim. Some of my friends have tried to explain: Karim, it is true that the army has the power to destroy us. But we are all one, they will kill a few.

: Listen, the movement will be half over as soon as Sheikh Saber is arrested and put in jail. And how do we all understand that we have become one?

- If not one, how did the boat brand get 16 seats? Your tiger brand got only 1 seat.

: Listen, this is your big weapon now. You don't know Bengalis, Bengalis go in all tides, in all tides. Look again at low tide they can't be found.

There were not enough brave people in the area to speak in front of Muhammad Karim, but if a couple of people tried to bring him back, this is how Muhammad Karim would have bowled them out.

After the crackdown on March 25, the wind of war came to Homna and the freedom fighters attacked the police station and looted the weapons one night. Two days later, the Pak army came to the police station and set up a base. With the help of Muhammad Karim as the chairman of the peace committee, they started torturing the freedom fighters and their families in the area. Latif and Mohsin were given the responsibility to kill Commander Muhammad Karim.

Although they felt bad for killing the man, they had to obey the commander's instructions. The two of them were arguing. The opportunity came that night. The police station is almost empty, the military has crossed the river to Kalikapur-Budharkandi village, three to four kilometers away. It has been reported that the freedom fighters have set up camp there.

Muhammad Karim was sleeping comfortably in a village without freedom fighters. Suddenly he was startled to hear a knock on the door.

: Who are you?

: Uncle, I am Latif and Mohsin.

: Oh you? I told you not to get involved in all these troubles, but you still did not listen.

As soon as he got up from the bed and opened the door, Latif raised his stengun in front of his chest and said nothing. You have done a lot of damage, and I will not give you time.

Without wasting time, Mohsin tied his eyes and face in a black cloth as planned. Then he tied his hands behind his back and dragged them like an ox and ran towards the jail.

Mohsin started walking on the way home. Although he went to talk to Latif, he was one hundred percent sure that Muhammad Karim would not return. Still afraid, then where do people say? Rumors also have a limit. The time is unfavorable. Many sincere freedom fighters have hit the ax on their own feet by getting stuck in the fence of interests, killed himself, killed the future.By chance, Muhammad Karim came out and merged with the mainstream. Rust has also taken hold of the people's sense of principle. So if not, then how do they become MPs, how do they become ministers? After becoming a minister, he turned the stick again on the tip of Mohsin's nose. Nothing happened to Mohsin. No house, no money. Because they were fools, the speech of March 7 inspired them to go to war, because they were fools, they fought at the risk of their lives.

Mohsin pulls his chest as he walks bravely. Muhammad Karim will never come. Whose death was confirmed by the fact that they tied a huge piece of concrete around his waist and floated him in the current of Titus, where is his chance to come back? Moreover, if he comes back, it can be dealt with for the second time!

Leaving the rubbish behind, Mohsin continues to move forward...

The end

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