I am a detective of the police. I had only two goals in life - my wife and my business. I used to be in a close-knit family, where I got into a fight with my grandfather for lack of respect for my wife. My grandfather used to take care of me by earning money, so it was an adventure for me to suddenly leave his wife.
But I never had a flaw in my belief in myself. I knew for sure that I could subdue the disinterested Lakshmi just as I had subdued the beautiful wife. Mahimchandra will not be left behind in this world.
I entered the police station a little, and it didn't take long for me to finally become a detective.
The blackness of jealousy and suspicion would come out of my wife's love just as the bright flame would cause soot. That interrupted some of my work; Because in the work of the police, the place is not judged by the time, but the place and the time have to be practiced more than the time - by doing so, my wife's natural suspicion became more and more irresistible. He used to say to scare me, "Wherever you live, you meet me in Kalevadra, don't you fear me?" I would tell him, “Suspicion is our business, that's why I don't bring it home anymore. ”
The wife said, "Suspicion is not my business, it's my nature. If you give me the slightest reason to doubt, I can do anything." ”
I was determined to be the best in the detective line, to have a name. I have not left any of the details and stories about this to be read. But after reading, only dissatisfaction and impatience of the mind went home.
Because, the criminals of our country are timid and foolish, the crimes are lifeless and simple, there is nothing difficult or inaccessible in them. The murderous bloodshed of our country cannot be contained in any way. He soon became entangled in the web of forgery, and he knew nothing of the tricks of escaping from crime. In such a lifeless country, there is no happiness or glory in the work of a detective.
How many times have I arrested the Marwari gambler of Barobazar effortlessly and said in my mind, ‘Ore criminal guilt, the work of the next defeated master; An inexperienced fool like you should have been a saint. "I caught the murderer and said to him, 'Did the government's high gallows happen to unholy creatures like you - you don't have generous imagination, you don't have strict self-control, you dare to be a murderer!' ‘
My body was thrilled when I imagined seeing the steamy, impenetrable Harmy class on either side of the crowded streets of London and Paris. I thought to myself, ‘Just as the stream of people, the stream of work, the stream of festivals, the stream of beauty, is constantly flowing through these paths and paths, a fierce black-throated horrible crime is flowing your way everywhere; In his vicinity, the humorous etiquette of European socialism has gained such enormous elegance. And, among our open-air classrooms on the side of Calcutta, there is nothing special except cooking, housework, exam lessons, tasdaba meetings, marital quarrels, big brotherhood breakups and litigation advice - looking at any one house, it never seems that maybe at this moment any of these houses - The devil is sitting in a corner with his face bent and laying it on your black eggs. ‘
I would often go out on the street and observe the faces and movements of the passers-by; I have often secretly followed those who felt a little suspicious in their mannerisms, searched their nomadic history, and finally discovered with utter despair - they are immaculate good people, even their relatives and friends do not hide any falsehoods about them. The one who seems to be the most heretic among the pilgrims, even the one whom I have seen must have thought that he had just committed some heinous crime, I have found out that he is the second scholar of a scholarship school, then he is returning home after completing his teaching duties. All these people could have become famous thieves if they were born in any other country, only in our country due to lack of proper vitality and sufficient amount of masculinity they can only become scholars and die in old age with pension; After many attempts and searches, my deep disrespect for the innocence of this second scholar was not as great as it was for any petty thief.
Finally one evening I saw a man under a gas post not far from our house, without necessarily returning to the same place eagerly. Seeing him, I had no doubt that he was behind some secret mischief. I hid myself in the dark and looked at his face very well - young age, beautiful to look at. I said to myself, ‘This is the right thing to do; Those whose witnesses are the most important witnesses against their own faces should refrain from committing all kinds of crimes; They may fail by doing good deeds, but success by evil deeds is also greed for them. ‘I saw that the appearance of this boy was his greatest bravery; That’s why I admired him for a long time in my mind, saying, ‘You can put the rare benefit that God has given you to good use, but I say congratulations. ‘
I came to him from the darkness and slapped him on the surface and said, “Are you all right? He immediately became very pale and completely pale. I said, “Excuse me, it's a mistake, I was suddenly mistaken for another person. I said to myself, I haven't done anything wrong, that's what I thought. But it was inappropriate for him to be so startled, that I was a little offended. He should have had more control over his own body; But the absolute ideal of excellence is also rare among the criminal class. Nature is stingy in making even the best thief a thief.
I came to the back and saw that he left the gas post in a panic. I went backwards; I saw that the boy had entered the Goldighi and lay down on the grass by the pool; I thought, this is a place of contemplation, much better than the bottom of a gaspost - if people have any doubts, they might think that the boy is filling the gap of the black night by painting the face of his beloved in the dark sky. My heart became more and more attracted to the boy.
I searched and found his house. Monmath is his name, he is a college student, he has failed the exams and is wandering around in the summer, all his classmates have gone to their respective homes. During the long vacation all the students ran away from home, I was determined to find out which evil planet is not giving this man a holiday.
I also decorated the student and took a part of his house. The first day he saw me, I did not understand the way he looked at my face. It's as if he's surprised, as if he understands my intentions. I understood that it is a suitable prey of the hunter, it cannot be straightened out.
But when I tried to fall in love with him, he did not hesitate to catch me. But it seemed that he also looked at me with a keen eye, he also wanted to know me. Such a keen alert curiosity towards human character is a sign of a master. I was very happy to see such cunning at such a young age.
I thought, it would not be easy to open the heart of this extraordinary premature boy without a lady in the middle.
One day I said to Manmohan in a hushed voice, “Brother, I love a woman, but she does not love me. ”
At first he seemed to look at my face with some surprise, then he smiled and said, “Such a disaster is not uncommon. It is for this kind of fun that the funny Bidhata has differentiated between men and women. ”
I said, “I need your advice and help. He agreed.
I made up a lot of history; He eagerly listened to everything, but did not say much. My idea was that the intimacy between people grows faster when it comes to expressing love, especially abhorrent love; But in the present case there were no signs of him, the boy seemed to be quieter than before, but everything seemed to be in his mind. My devotion to the boy knew no bounds.
Meanwhile, I could not address what Manmohan was doing by secretly blocking the door every day, and how far his secret conspiracy was going, but there was no doubt that he was advancing. What a mystery he is, and it has recently become very mature, can only be understood by looking at the face of this young man. I opened his desk with the secret key and found nothing but a very obscure book of poems, a college lecture note, and a handful of insignificant letters from the family. Only the letter from the house proves that the relatives have repeatedly urged him to return home; Nevertheless, there is a good reason not to go home; If it had been fair, it would have been leaked by now, but the movements and history of this boy have become so intriguing to me that there is a possibility of its complete opposite - that the antisocial human race has always hidden itself in the abyss. The boy is a member of a much older nation, not just a schoolboy; This Jagatbakshabiharini is a catastrophe of destruction; The spectacle of modern times is studying college lessons in the guise of an innocent Bengali student. I worship it.
Eventually the woman had to be physically incarnated. Harimati, a salaried policeman, helped me. I told Manmath that I was the unfortunate lover of this Harimati. Noticing this, I became Manmath's sidekick by the side of Goldighi for some time and recited the poem 'Why Sudhanshu-Uday Re in the sky again'; And Harimati also said with some sincerity, with some leela, that she had surrendered her heart to Manmath. But the result did not turn out as expected, and Monmouth began to observe with all distant, unwavering curiosity.
At that time one day at noon I found a few fragments of a letter on the table of his house. I added this incomplete sentence in pairs, "Secretly at your house this evening at seven o'clock" - I could not find anything more.
My heart was glad; When a fragment of an extinct ancient animal was found in the ground, the archaeologists' imagination woke me up with great joy, and so did I.
I knew that Harimati was supposed to come to our house at ten o'clock tonight, what was the matter at seven o'clock in the evening. The boy's courage is as sharp as his intellect. If you have to commit a secret crime, it is better to take a break on the day when there is a special commotion in the house. Firstly, everyone's attention is drawn to the main issue, and secondly, no one thinks that it is possible for anyone to deliberately hold a secret meeting on a day when there is a special gathering.
Suddenly I suspected that this new friendship with me and this love affair with Harimati had taken this as a way to achieve his goal; That's why he doesn't catch you, he doesn't let you go. We hid him from his secret work; Everyone thinks he's busy with us - he doesn't want to dispel that illusion.
Think about the arguments. No one can doubt that a foreign student who is alone in an empty house, ignoring the pleas of his relatives during the holidays, has a special need in a secluded place, while I have come to his house to break his solitude, and create a new nuisance by incarnating a lady; But in spite of this, he does not get upset, does not leave home, does not stay away from us - but it is true that he did not become addicted to Harimati or me at all. Hatred seems to be growing stronger.
The only implication of this is that it is best to keep a new acquaintance close to me in order to enjoy the benefits of solitude while preserving the cleanliness of solitude; And there is no such thing as a simple excuse for a woman to be private about something.
