Mastermashay

Mastermashay

Introduction

It was about two in the morning. In the quiet sea of ​​Calcutta, a small pair of waves came from the direction of Bhabanipur and stopped at the junction of Birjitlao. Seeing a truck there, the rider Babu called him. Beside him, a coat-hatted Bengali Bilat-Ferta Yuba was sleeping with his legs raised in the front seat, his neck down a little drunk. This young man has just come from a new country. On the occasion of its reception, it has become a place in the friends' circle. On the way back from that room, a friend picked him up in his car to drive some distance. He pushed it two or three times and woke it up and said, "Majumdar, the car has been found, go home."

Frightened, Majumdar jumped into a hired car. After giving his driver a good address and giving him the address, Bruham got into his car and went on his way.

The truck went some distance straight and took a turn on Maidan Road in front of Park-Street. Majumdar once again took an English oath and said to himself, ‘What is this. This is not my way! ’Then he fell asleep and thought,‘ Be that as it may, this is probably the straight path. ’

As soon as he entered the ground, Majumdar's body became strong. Suddenly he thought: There is no man, but the place next to him seems to be filling up; It was as if the sky in the empty part of his seat was solid and holding him. Majumdar thought, ‘What’s the matter? The car started using me like this. '

“This driver, driver! ”

The driver did not answer. He opened the rear blinds and grabbed Sahista's hand; He said, "Sit inside."

Sahis said in a frightened voice, "Nehi, saab, nehi jaega inside! ”

On hearing this, a thorn appeared on Majumdar's body; He pressed Sahis's hand hard and said, "Come inside quickly."

Sahis snatched his hand vigorously and ran down. Then Majumdar stared at the side in fear; I couldn't see anything, but it seemed as if a solid substance was sitting next to me. Somehow, Majumdar said in a low voice, "Driver, stop the car." It was as if the driver had got up and tried to stop the horse by pulling it with both hands - the horse did not stop at all. Not stopping, the horse took the two Red Roads and turned south again. Majumdar was busy and said, "Hey, where are you going?" Didn't get any answer. Leaning towards the emptiness on the side, Majumdar started sweating all over. He did as much as he could to narrow his body, but the more he left, the more space he filled. Majumdar began to argue in his mind that, ‘What an ancient European sage called Nature abhors vacuum - so I see. But what is it! Is it Nature? If he doesn't tell me anything, I'll just jump out of it. 'He didn't dare to jump, lest something unexpected happened from behind. He tried to call her "watchman" —but with great difficulty a strange faint voice came out that made her smile even in the midst of great fear. In the darkness the trees of the field stood facing each other like a silent parliament of ghosts, and the gas poles seemed to know everything but say nothing, so they stood up and blinked at the flickering light. Majumdar thought that he would jump up and sit in the front seat. It was as if only a glance from the front seat was staring at his face. No eyes, nothing, but a glance. He didn't seem to remember who it was, but he couldn't remember it at all. Majumdar tried hard to understand with both eyes — but could not because of fear দুই his eyes were fixed on that unpredictable look so hard that he did not have time to blink.

In this direction, the car only started circling from the north of Maidan Road to the south and from the south to the north. The two horses gradually became mad — their speed only increased — the rattles of the carriage began to tremble and make a croaking noise.

At that time, the car seemed to hit something and stopped suddenly. Majumdar was startled to see that their car was parked on the road and the driver was shaking him and asking, "Sir, tell me where to go."

Majumdar angrily asked, "Why have you kept me in the field for so long?"

The driver was surprised and said, "Where, there is no turning in the field."

Majumdar said without believing, "But this is just a dream."

The driver was a little frightened and said, “Babusaheb, I understand it is not just a dream. It's been three years since an accident happened in my car. ”

Majumdar then gave up the intoxication and sleeplessness and paid the rent without listening to the driver's story.

But, at night, he did not sleep well ি Cable began to think, who is that look.

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Adhar Majumdar's father rose from a small ship-government to a large house. Adharbabu is using the cash earned by his father at interest, he no longer has to use it himself. The father used to go to the office in a palanquin with a white ribbon on his head, while his activities were enough. He considered it a matter of pride that people of all classes came and caught him in times of danger and deprivation.

Adharbabu has built big houses and cars, but he has no relationship with people anymore; Only the moneylender broker comes and smokes his hookah and discusses the terms of the stamped document with the attorney-office babus. His family was so obsessed with accounting for expenses that even the stubborn boys of the neighborhood football club could not make a dent in his fund with much effort.

At that time a guest came to his house. A son was born to her after a long time. The boy looks like his mother. Big eyes, tickled nose, color like the petals of nightshade — everyone who saw it said, "Oh, not a boy, like Kartik!" Ratikanta, a loyal follower of Adharbabu, said, "The boy of the big house has become as he should be."

The boy's name was Benugopal. In the past, Adharbabu's wife Nanibala has never used her family's expenses against her husband. There have been occasional quarrels over a couple of hobbies or vital arrangements, but in the end she has quietly given up, ignoring her husband's miserliness.

This time Nanibala could not get up on her lips, her account of Benugopal became stubborn one by one. The feces of her feet, the bracelets of her hands, the necklaces of her hands, the hats of her head, the various ornaments of Nanibala, which were of different colors in her direction, were all conquered by her, sometimes in silent tears, sometimes in loud words. Benugopal wants what he needs and doesn't need — there's never been an excuse for empty funds or empty assurances about the future.

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Benugopal began to grow. Spending for Venu became Adharlal's habit. He hired an old master who had passed many months for him. This master tried hard to subdue Benu with sweet language and etiquette — but he has kept the dignity of mastery intact till today by keeping the students under strict rule, so the sweetness of his language and the politeness of his conduct only made him unhappy — the boy did not forget that dry pursuit.

Nanibala said to Adhar Lal, “He is your master. Seeing him, the boy became restless. Let him go. ”

The old master said goodbye. In the old days, just as the girl was self-sufficient, the son of Nanibala sat down from the soymamaster - all the passes and all the certificates of the one whom he would not take away were in vain.

At such a time, wearing a dirty sheet and torn Cambis shoes, Harlal came and joined in the candidature of the master. His widowed mother cooked and cooked rice in the next house and somehow got him to pass the entrance school in Mooseball. Now Harlal has come out with a solemn promise to go to college in Calcutta. The lower part of her mouth has dried up due to starvation and has become as thin as the ‘Kanyakumari’ of India, only the forehead is as wide as the Himalayas and is very visible. As the sun shines brightly from the sands of the desert, an unusual glow of misery is emanating from his two eyes.

The doorman asked, “What do you want? Who do you want? ” Haralal said in fear, "I want to meet the grandfather of the house." The doorman said, "We will not see." While Harlal was hesitating to answer his question, a seven-year-old boy, Benugopal, came to the porch to play in the garden. Seeing Harlal hesitating, the doorman said again, "Babu, go away."

Benu suddenly became stubborn - he said, "Nehi jai ga!" He took Harlal's hand and led him to the two-storied verandah

He took her to his father and presented her.

Babu was sitting in a cane chair on the verandah, shaking his legs, and old Ratikanta was sitting on a wooden stool and was slowly smoking. At this time of the day, Haralal's mastery was miraculously restored.

Ratikanta asked, "How far do you read?"

Haralal lowered his face a little and said, "I have passed the entrance."

Ratikanta raised his eyebrows and said, "Only the entrance pass?" I say he studied in college. I don't even look at your age. ”

Haralal remained silent. Ratikanta's main pleasure was to persecute the asylum seekers and asylum seekers in all possible ways.

Ratikanta caressed Benu and tried to pull him close to her lap and said, “How many m. A. B. A. Asil and Gail — no one liked it — and in the end, will Sona Babu go to the Entrance-Passed-Master? ”

Benu forcibly took away Ratikant's caress and said, “Go! Ratikanta could not be tolerated by Benu at all, but Rati also used this intolerance of Benu as a sign of her childhood sweetness and tried to get a lot of pleasure in it, and called her Sonababu Chandbabu and set her on fire.

Harlal's candidacy was hard to succeed; He was thinking in his mind, this time if he can get out of the post at any opportunity, he can be saved. At that time, Adharlal suddenly thought that this boy would be found even if he was given a very small month. In the end, it was decided that Harlal would stay at home, eat, and get a salary of five rupees. This kindness can be achieved only by doing extra work instead of the extra generosity that will be expressed by keeping it at home.

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This time the master went to Tikia. From the very beginning, Benu became attached to Harlal as if they were two brothers. Harlal had no relatives in Calcutta — this handsome little boy sat with all his heart. The unfortunate Harlal has never had the opportunity to love a person in such a way. In the hope that he would get better if he did, he collected books with great difficulty and read only day and night by his own efforts. The boy's childhood was cut short only because he had to be subjugated by his mother — he never got the happiness of crossing the boundaries of prohibition and triumphing over his childhood. He wasn't on anyone's team, he was alone in the middle of your torn book and broken slate. The son born into the world has to be a quiet good man as a child, since then the mother's sorrows and her own condition have to be carefully understood, the freedom to be completely irresponsible, who never joins in the fate, to be restless or to cry in sorrow Fear has to be applied by using all child power, who is the recipient of compassion like him but in a world deprived of compassion!

Haralal, who was buried under all the people of that world, did not even know that there was so much love in his mind.

While waiting, it was deposited. By playing with Benu, teaching him, and serving him during his illness, Haralal clearly understood that man has one more thing to do than to improve his condition — he doesn't need anything else when he gets up.

Benu also found Haralal and survived. Because, at home he is a boy; There is a very young and another three-year-old sister - Benu does not consider them worthy of companionship. There is no shortage of boys of the same age in the neighborhood - but Adharlal did not join the fate of Benu, a suitable boy to associate with in order to keep his house as a very big house. So Haralal became his only companion. Under favorable conditions, all the violence of Benu, which could have been tolerated by dividing it among ten people, had to be borne by Harlal alone. As he endured all these harassment every day, Harlal's affection grew stronger. Ratikanta began to say, "Our Sonababu is sitting on the ground to master." Adharlal also sometimes felt that the student's relationship with the master was not going well. But now there is no one who can differentiate Harlal from Benu.

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Benu is now eleven years old. Harlal F.A. He is studying for the third year after passing and getting water. It's not that he doesn't have two friends in college already, but that eleven-year-old boy is the best of all his friends. After returning from college, he would take Benu for a walk in Goldighi and sometimes in the Garden of Eden. He was told the story of the heroes of Greek history, told the story of Scott and Victor Hugo in Bengali, reciting English poems aloud to him, translating and interpreting them, trying to read Shakespeare's 'Julius Caesar'. . That little boy became like a golden stick for Haralal's heart-opening. When he memorized reading alone, he did not take English literature into his mind, now he is interested in giving it to Benu as soon as he gets some interest in whatever he reads in history and science literature, and he tries to instill that joy in Benu's mind. May the power of understanding and the right to joy be doubled.

As soon as Benu came home from school, he was too busy to go to Harlal for a quick snack. His mother could not hold him in the inner city under any pretext. Nanibala did not like it. It seemed to him that Harlal was trying to subdue his son so much in order to maintain his job. One day he called Harlal and said from behind the curtain, "You master, you will only teach the boy for one hour in the morning and one hour in the afternoon - why stay with him day and night." Nowadays, he doesn't care about his parents. What kind of education is he getting? The boy who used to dance to the tune of "mother" cannot be called today. Benu is the son of my big house, why are you so upset with him. ”

On that day, Ratikanta was talking to Adharbabu that three or four people he knew had come to master the son of a big man and had subdued the boy's mind in such a way that if the boy was entitled to the subject, they would have run the boy arbitrarily. Haralal did not understand that all these things were being said by pointing at Haralal. Yet he endured all in silence. But today, hearing about Benu's mother, his chest broke. He understood what the title of master was in a big man's house. Just as there are cows in the barn to give milk to the boy, there is also a master to impart knowledge to him স্থাপন establishing a loving kinship with the student is such a challenge that no one, from a house servant to a housewife, can tolerate it, and everyone calls it a selfish ploy.

Haralal said in a trembling voice, "Mother, I will only teach Benu, I will have no more relationship with him."

Haralal never returned from college while playing with Benu that afternoon. He knows how he spent his time wandering the streets. When he came to study in the evening, Benu kept his face down. Haralal went on to study without accounting for his absence পড়া it was not convenient to read that day.

Harlal used to get up every night and sit in his room and read. Benu used to get up in the morning, wash his face and run to him. There were fish in the pond tied to the garden. It was their job to feed them. In one corner of the garden, Benu Balkhilya decorated a few small stones, made small roads and small gates and fences, and set up a very small garden suitable for the sage's ashram. The gardener had no right to that garden. Their second job is to take care of this garden in the morning. After that, when the sun was high, Benu returned home and sat down to study with Harlal. Benu got up early in the morning and ran out to listen to the part of the story that was not heard yesterday evening. He thought that he woke up in the morning and realized that he had won today. When he came home, he saw that the master was not there. Asking the doorman, he found out that the master had gone out.

Even that day, while reading in the morning, Benu kept his face serious with a small heartache. Harlal did not even ask why he had gone out in the morning. Haralal did not look at Benu's face, but kept his eyes on the pages of the book and read. When Benu sat down to eat with his mother inside the house, his mother asked, “Let me see what has happened to you since yesterday afternoon. Why are you poking your mouth — aren't you eating well কী what's the matter? ”

Benu did not answer. After the meal, his mother pulled him close to her, put her hand on his body and caressed him a lot. Said, "Mastermashay:"

The mother said, "What a master."

Benu could not say what the master had done. It is difficult to express in words what the allegations are.

Nanibala said, “I understand that the master has put it in your mother's name. ”

Unable to understand the meaning of his words, Benu left without answering.

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Meanwhile, some of Adharbabu's clothes were stolen from the house. The police were informed. Police did not leave to search Harlal's box. Ratikanta said innocently, "What did the man who took it put in the box?"

There was no edge of the goods. Such losses are unbearable for Adharlal. He rained down on people all over the world. Ratikanta said, “There are many people in the house, blame anyone, suspect anyone. Whoever comes and goes whenever he wants. ”

Adharlal called the master and said, “Look Harlal, it will not be an advantage for me to keep any of you at home. From now on, you will be able to stay in a separate house and teach Benu on time. It is better if this is the case.

Ratikanta smoked and said, "This is a very good thing - good on both sides."

Haralal lowered his face and listened. Then he could not say anything. He came home and wrote a letter to Adharbabu, for various reasons it would not be an advantage for him to teach Benu - so today he is ready to say goodbye.

That day Benu came back from school and saw that Mastermashay's house was empty. He doesn't even have that broken tin paint. His sheets and towels are hanging on the rope, he has the rope but no sheets and towels. Books and notebooks were scattered randomly on the table, instead of a large bottle of golden fish fluttering and fluttering. On the cover of the bottle is a piece of paper with the name of the bean in the handwriting of the master. Another new well-bound English picture book, with the name of Benu at one end of the inside page and the date, month and year of the day below it.

Benu ran away and went to his father and said, "Dad, where have you gone, Master?"

The father pulled him close and said, "He has quit his job."

Benu took her father's hand and lay down on the bed in the next room and started crying. Adharbabu was anxious and could not think of anything to do.

The next day, at half past ten, Harlal was sitting on a couch in a mess room, wondering if he would go to college. Harlal's voice trailed off; He could not say anything for fear that tears would flow from his eyes as soon as he spoke.

Benu said, "Master, let's go home."

Benu grabbed Chandravan, their old doorman, and, as it were, had to take him to the master's house. Chandravan Benu was brought to Harlal's mess in a car going to school today after searching for him from the hut that had brought Harlal's petra in the neighborhood.

He could not say why it was impossible for Harlal to go to Benu's house, but he could not go to their house either. Benu hugged her neck and told her, 'Let's go home' - the memory of this touch and the words, how many days and how many nights, as if holding her voice and holding her breath - but then the day came when both sides lost everything - The pain no longer hung like a nocturnal bat.

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Harlal tried hard to read but could not concentrate. He could not sit still and read. Trying to read a little, he would close the book and run around the street unnecessarily. College lecture notes sometimes had very large gaps, and the occasional drawing was inconsistent with the alphabet of ancient Egypt.

Harlal understood that these were not good signs. If he passes the exam, there is no chance of getting a scholarship. If he does not get the scholarship, he will not be able to run in Calcutta for a single day. I also want to send two or four rupees to my mother in the country. Nana came out thinking and trying to get a job. It is difficult to get a job, but it is more difficult for him not to get one; Because of this, he could not give up hope.

Fortunately for Haralal, when he went to run for office in the office of a great English gentleman, he suddenly came to the notice of Barosaheb. Sahib believed that he could recognize people by looking at their faces. After calling Harlal and talking to him for a few minutes, he said to himself, ‘This man will go.’ He asked, ‘Do you know the work? Harlal said, "No." “Can you give bail? "No," he replied. “Can you get a certificate from a big man? He doesn't know any big man.

On hearing this, Sahib was even happier and said, "Well, start working with a salary of twenty-five rupees, if you learn to work, you will improve." After that, the master looked at his attire and said, "I am paying fifteen rupees in advance - I will make suitable clothes for the office."

The clothes were made and Harlal started coming out of the office. Barosaheb began to treat him like a ghost. Although other clerks went home, Harlal was not on leave. One day I had to go to the master's house and explain the work to him.

Haralal did not hesitate to learn to do so. His fellow clerks tried hard to deceive him, even to the superiors against him, but this silent innocent little Harlal could do no harm.

When he had forty rupees a month, Harlal brought his mother from the country and settled in a small house in a small alley. After all this time, his mother was sad. Mother said, "Father, this time I will bring my wife home."

Haralal took the dust from his mother's feet and said, "Mother, you have to measure it."

Mother had another request. He said, “The day and night you tell the story of your student Benugopal, invite him to eat once. I want to see him. ”

Harlal said, “Mother, where will you put him in this house? Rosso, let's build a big house, then I'll invite him. ”

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With the increase in Harlal's salary, he changed his residence from small alley to big alley and from small house to big house. Still, he could not decide whether to go to Adharlal's house or invite Benu to his house.

Maybe his shyness will never go away. Suddenly news was received that Benu's mother had died. Without a moment's delay, he went to Adharlal's house and appeared.

These two friends of the same age reunited after a long time. The time of Benu's uncleanness had passed - yet Harlal's journey to this house continued. But, there is nothing else like that. Benu has now grown up and is trying to get the line of his new mustache with the addition of his thumb and forefinger. Babuyana has erupted in movement. Now he has no shortage of suitable friends. He entertains his friends by playing the vulgar songs of the theater actresses on the phonograph. Where did that former broken stool and stained table go in the study room. In the mirror, in the picture, in the furniture, the house seems to be inflated. Benu now goes to college but sees no urge to cross the boundaries of his second year. The father has decided to increase the market price of his son at the wedding market by passing one or two passes. However, the boy's mother knew and made it clear, "My son-in-law does not have to give a pass account to prove his pride like the son of a little man. The son also understood the mother's words in his mind.

Anyway, Harlal clearly understood that he was absolutely unnecessary for Benu today and just remembered the day when Benu suddenly went to his mess house in the morning and hugged him and said, 'Master, let's go to our house.' He is not at home, now who will call Mastermashay.

Harlal thought that this time he would invite Benu to their house from time to time. But he was not forced to call. Once he thought ‘I will tell him to come’, then he thought ‘what is the use of saying that ণ Benu might keep the invitation, but, stay’. ’& Rsquo;

Harlal's mother did not leave. He kept saying that he would cook it with his own hands and feed it - aha, the mother of the calf is dead!

Finally Harlal went to invite him one day. He said, "Let me get permission from Adharbabu."

Benu said, "You don't have to ask permission. Do you think I'm still that kid?"

Benu came to Harlal's house to eat. The mother anointed the boy like this Kartik with the blessing of his two soft eyes and fed him carefully.

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