- Yes, I'm Jisan. - Our MD is calling you. - Me? MD ?? Why? - I don't know. - You may be wrong somewhere. - No, that's fine. You come with me. Jisan started walking with a thousand questions in his mind. He didn't know there were three surprises waiting for him. Which will make him roar again those days seven years ago.
Jisan came to the 5th floor. The place is very beautiful, it will make you feel better. It is understood that MD is a very fancy person. The man showed Jisan the MD's room. As soon as I pushed the door, the smell of light air freshener came to my nose. Jisan got the first surprise by asking MD. MD is a woman. He is reading something with his head down. Jisan said, come madam? Without looking up he said "plz come". Hearing the voice, the inside of Jisan's chest throbbed. Strange resemblance to this voice. Exactly one. Jisan got the third surprise as soon as he got over the second surprise. That MD Madam wanted to raise her face. Seeing the shape of his face, the ground shifted from under Jisan's feet. The whole world began to revolve before my eyes. Somehow he managed to hold the wall to avoid falling to the ground. That face, that Mayakara eyes, that lip, that random hair, that look. Everything is the same as before. What hasn't changed in seven years is just the addition of a pink-framed eyeglass to the eye. A word came out of Jisan's mouth uneasily. "Irabati". This is his Irabati.
The rumble of the train. Two young women are enjoying standing in the carriage door of the full moon train in the night sky. The boy continues to speak fluently and the girl listens with a shy face, and occasionally protests. When you see this young woman rising, you will not think that they have run away from home. The train crossed an iron bridge. The word jham jham took the form of gum gum. Suddenly this change of words made the girl hug the boy in fear. The boy smiled and said, - Is my dear Irabati scared? - Be careful not to call me Irabati. My name is Ira. - That's it, that's the call of caress. - I love food! Mood! - Oh, don't listen. Do you know what would have happened if such iron culverts were every 100 meters? - What happened? - You hugged me over and over again for fear. Immediately Ira left Jisan and said, - What a fool! - Proud to be! - You will never be ashamed. - If there is shame, you can't make love anymore, dear Irabati. - Again! Ira Ahladi hugged Jisan. Jisan also put his head on Ira's head in deep love. The night is getting dark. The sound of jham jham train has become evident. Jisan and Ira's love in the nature of the night is spreading a strange beauty! The air of the night fragrant with the smell of a strange love. "What happened? Stay there?" After listening to Ira, Jisan came back from his dreamy days six years ago. He staggered forward to the table. He sat down on the chair. Here, his Irabati is in front of him. Face to face. His Irabati!
Pin drop silence inside the room. The soft sound of AC is also ringing in my ears. Ira is sitting quietly. Jisan was not shocked. To overcome this serious situation, Ira said, - How was your interview? - As is the case. - You mean? - Good. - He's fine. After a moment of silence, Ira said again, - Tea or coffee? - I don't drink coffee. Where can I get so much money? I want good. Ira said nothing and asked to bring tea. Jisan thinks that there is no similarity between this era and the previous era. There must be or how. She was Irabati, her Irabati. And this, Gurugambhir, Corporate Ira. Jisan's Irabati was naughty. Like the current of the Irrawaddy, which was impossible to suppress. The restless eyes, the joy of breaking the barrier did not allow any trouble to come. I wanted to get lost in its agility again and again. I wanted to say "love, love and love" again and again. Thoughts were going deeper and deeper. But Jisan restrained himself from reminiscing about old memories. Jisan tried to break the silence. He got a littl nervous and started talking to Ira.
How do you know me? I mean, how do you understand? After a while Ira said, - Would you believe it? - I don't believe in faith. No problem. You say. - I've been looking for you a lot. Looking like crazy. I was looking at the lists of candidates the day before yesterday. That's where I found you. I've been sitting by the window to see you since 9am today. - Wow. I am the governor. An MD of the company left all the work for me and sat by the window for two hours. Jisan burst out laughing. Quickly took control of himself. I can say sorry for the laughter in Iraq, then I saw the shadow of deep sadness on Iraq's face. Jisan did not understand whether it was really sadness or the traditional form of women, deception. The tea has arrived. Jisan is not drinking tea. He is looking at the tea with one glance. Ira said, - What happened? Have some tea. - There is beauty hidden in tea. The rich man's tea must be beautiful. Wishing to enjoy this beauty. Tea will ruin the beauty. Long live beauty. Jisan is getting lost in the brown color of the tea. The brown color is his very favorite. There are so many memories in this color.
That day is Friday. Special meeting date with Ira. Jisan doesn't understand what is special to see again. Needless to say, the girl is sometimes so mysterious. Freshened up quickly, Jisan came out with a bag on his shoulder and told his mother about coaching. This corner of the park is their unwritten property. No one comes and sits here. They have been meeting like this for the last three years. Ira is sitting. Two packets in hand. As he approached, Ira said, - Then it's time for the king to come. - My dear Irabati, I'm coming at the right time. You have become a little fast. - Oops! I wouldn't say this name. Come on, there's work. - Where? - Once you understand. - My dear. - Shut up! The two of them came to a shopping mall. Holding a packet in Jisan's hand, Ira said, - Go, read this. - Is this it? - There's whatever. Go quickly. I am also changing. - God! Fully prepared! Two in a rickshaw. Jisan wears a brown Punjabi and Ira wears a black sari. Jisan said, - Is there a special day today? - No. - Then a day of mourning? - Why? - That black sari fell. - Black is your favorite color. - Why so organized? - Every day is special for me if you are by my side. So. - Don't talk anymore, there is pressure on the chest. - Wow! - Oh love! By the way, where are we going? - On the railroad. - Why why ??? - To die! - Wow, before you die! They both started laughing. The rickshaw pullers were annoyed by their laughter. But they did not have any headaches. They have to smile like them.
The two railways have gone too far. Rows of tall eucalyptus trees on either side. Light clouds have gathered in the sky. A gentle breeze is blowing. Ira's saree and hair are flying in the wind. Jisan is staring with fascinated eyes. After a while Ira said, - Listen to this. - What? - He would hold my hand. - What if I catch it? - I'll give it to you. Areh Bauer's hand mair What good luck to me! - Don't pretend? Tell me whether to hold hands? - I want to catch it, I have to say it! Two young women are walking hand in hand on the railway line. Sometimes he catches the rhythm and another catches him. The sky is dark. After a while it started to rain. The girl became more restless, spread her arms and started getting wet in the rain. The boy is forbidding from the side. But who cares. Seeing no way out, the boy grabbed the girl by the head with a knife. Lightning flashed in the sky. Before the boy could understand anything, he saw that the girl was hugging him. What a feeling of happiness flowed through the whole body of the boy. Kachura leaves fell from his hands. They are immersed in the luxury of rain. Huge joy in their faces. They are the happiest people in the world now. Nah Jisan doesn't want to think anymore. Jisan took his eyes from the cup of tea towards Ira. The girl's eyes are wet. Tissue in hand, she's crying. But Jisan has no eyebrows. Because he knows, this cry, the eternal form of girls, deceit! -
5 storey building. MD's room. Time is running out. Ira took care of herself a bit. Told Jisan, - How are you? - I'm alive. You? - I'm the same as before. Same for 5 years! - You're supposed to be fine! Isn't it? - Stinging? Well why are you telling me? - You lost the right to speak? - Don't you have the strength to bring it back? - No, no. I don't want to have any more. Because, there are two kinds of people in this world. One group is rich, the other group is inhuman. Bidhata does not give any rights or sense of rights to inhumans. Looking at Iraq, it seems that she is crying with great difficulty. Seeing this face, Jisan wanted to put his hand on Ira's head. But in a few years, Jisan has learned to control himself very well. So he took care of himself. Ira began to say again, - A small request? - I don't have the ability to fill out a request. - Yes. I know. I really want to hear that call. - Which one? - You used to call me whatever you said, I used to swell my cheeks when I heard it, the call that was mixed with the touch of your infinite love. - Sorry, I mean, you knew wrong. - Why? - Because that girl is dead. I don't want to remember him anymore. - Did he leave your life so quickly? - Forced. Not love for inhumans. Their job is to strangle love. Ira is crying. Haumau is crying. Jisan looks enchanted. He is looking for Irabati. His Irabati. Every tear in his eye was a reflection of Jisan. Jisan looks and gets lost in those deep wet eyes. Kannabhara, Mayakara two eyes.
Ira and Jisan are sitting side by side on the bench in that corner of the park. There are black clouds on Ira's face. It could rain at any moment. Jisan said, - Now, what? - I don't know anything. - Do you know which one? - I can't live without you. Ira said with indifferent but emotional eyes. The two of them are sitting seriously. Ira's father is very rich. He can be considered as one of the richest people in Dhaka. He somehow found out about their relationship. So he decided to have Ira's engagement with his friend's son in the middle of next week. Ira said, - Look, Jisan, Dad is a man of one word. She will do so when she decides to marry me to the boy of her choice. - What do I do now? We should have been a little more careful. - Hmm. But there is no point in thinking about it now. Tell me what to do. - Nothing comes to my mind. - Come on, let's run. Jisan looked at Ira's face a little shocked. After thinking for a while, he said, - Sure? - Hmm, sure. - But I'm unemployed! - Honey, no matter who you are, I'll marry you. Please, don't leave me. Two young women sitting in the park are very upset. The girl is crying. Haumau is crying. The boy is turning his hand on the girl's head. The girl is crying. The boy's shirt was wet with tears. Invisible to the girl, the boy wiped away the water that had accumulated in the corner of his eye and hugged the girl a little more with absolute love. What a strange love!
The night sky. The full moon has spread its form. Two young women are standing at the door of the train carriage. The boy is listening to the girl sing. "Suddenly in the twinkling of an eye, Lost in a flash, Yet you were in the corner of my eye, I have kept it with great care. I love you first When you come to light There was an instant across the heart Love is not against the mind. " The rumble of the train brings a mysterious rhythm to the song. The sweetness of the song, the depth of love is spreading in the surrounding nature. The girl is listening to the song with her head on the boy's shoulder. The passengers are all unconscious in deep sleep. The listener of the young man's song is his lover, the moon in the night sky, nature and some flying nightingales. Both of them have left their families, parents and relatives. Leaving behind, they are running to the unknown destination with love in their bosoms.
They reached Chittagong in the morning. Here are some of Ira's cousins. New situation, new society, new weather. In the midst of all this, their new life will be formed. What the two had will take about a month. Ira's cousin and her friends rented a house for the two of them, although it's better to call her a hut. This time their marriage. They got married in a court of law. All day that day they toured the city of Chittagong. Had great fun. The beginning is their new life. But none of them knew that something terrible was waiting for them in this new life. Which will radically change the lives of both of them. Life will be horrible! Life will lose many things that will never be possible to fulfill, never. They have unknowingly joined the game of snatchi
A small family. No work all day. Eat, sleep and walk around. The days were going well. Sometimes they remember home. But it calms the mind thinking that after a few months the situation will calm down. And they are already married. No one can separate them anymore. What a fear! But in the meantime a new thought came to Jisan's head. Towards the end of all the money they had, Jisan became restless, wondering how the rest of the day would go. Jisan did not say anything to Iraq that it would worry. He just said he was looking for a job so he shouldn't worry about money. But the words seem inconsistent in Jisan's ears. Because, he knows how big a danger he is. He just passed the Inter. Admission is coaching. Who will give him a job? But the reality is unknown to Ira. He is a rich man. His knowledge of the outside world is zero. At Ira's words, Jisan came back from those old days. - Will you have lunch with me at noon, please? - Sorry, there is a match in the mess. - One day, please? - No, stay away. If I don't eat, nothing will come of it. - Hate me so much that you can't even have lunch at once? - What are you talking about? I don't want to hate again. Ira is crying. Crying silently. You may have realized that this man sitting in front is made of flesh and blood, but the inside has become his stone.
Then, you're a big man now. MD of a huge company. Wow! - I didn't have to do anything. Dad's company. One I see. - How lucky I am! Sitting and talking with the owner! - Are you teasing? - Hey, that's what he said. Blessing of God to become rich. You have received that blessing from birth. - You've changed a lot. Both physical and mental. - Adapted. Hearing the word "adaptation", Ira remembered that Jisan came home very happy and said that he had gone shopping with his own money today. But when asked about money, he did not say anything. In the end, after much persuasion, Ira fell from the sky at what he found out. Jisan has taken a job at the shipyard. Part time labor. Unload the ship's cargo !!! Ira cried a lot when she heard that. Then Jisan said to comfort Iraq, "My dear Irabati, don't worry, I'm adapting. It won't be a problem." Even in the midst of those tears, a smile appeared on Ira's face. From then on, she introduced herself as the wife of a part-time laborer. He never felt small. Because, how much his Jisan is suffering for him, and what is it that he can't adapt himself to so much! He did not feel small but proud. She would not hesitate to claim to be the happiest and luckiest woman in the world.
Jisan was very talented along. He can't study anymore so he wanted Ira to continue his education. So he taught in Iraq himself. Although Jisan and Ira were classmates, Jisan was so talented that he could easily explain everything in Iraq. It went on like this for about a month. Day by day their attraction towards the house began to increase. Jisan understands that he is a man, enduring hardships is his innate quality. But his Irabati did not suffer so much in his life. My parents have not been out for so long. He seems to be in a lot of trouble. Maybe not telling him. But what's in it! She can help him. - Yes, Dad? Am I Ira? How are you Ira is talking on the phone. Jisan is watching from the side. A glimmer of latent joy on Ira's face. Happily exposed face. Happy to talk to family after a long time. Jisan always wanted his Irabati to be happy. But? Why is the black shadow on Ira's face? Ira looked at Jisan. Her eyes are twinkling. The hands are trembling. Jisan's chest throbbed when he saw Ira's condition. The inside of Jisan's chest was covered with unknown fears.
That MD room of 5 storey building. Ira Jisan is sitting face to face. In between, his PS came and knocked twice. But Ira forbade to disturb. Ira's eyes are red toasted. He is just thinking, how much a man becomes a stone when he suffers! There doesn't seem to be a drop of emotion left in Jisan, known as the depot of feelings.. All that is arrogance! But on whom is this arrogance? On him? He loves Jisan. Still loves Loves like before. He has always wanted the best for Jisan. But then why so arrogant? He could also be arrogant. Not once in these 5 years did Jisan look for him. Why? Ira looks at Jisan with a thousand questions and a book of troubles. But Bidhata may not have wanted Ira to know the tragedies of Jisan's life. Because Bidhata sometimes loves to play with two lives !!!
Ira spent the whole night crying and Jisan spent the night in tension. Ira was not saying anything to him. Jisan understood the incident as soon as he got down at the bus stand. Things seem to be happening in a surreal world where he has nothing to do but watch. The police took them away. 3 cases: torture of women, abduction, child marriage. The main accused Jisan, the second accused his parents, the 3rd his relatives! Everyone is under surveillance. Jisan can see that the power of money is all trivial to that power! But he still had a lot to see. For now, the police have taken a statement from them. It matches the words of the two. The light of hope shone in the minds of Ira Jisan and the two of them, thinking that no one else could separate them. If only they knew the world behind the black screen of reality. Ira's father left for Iraq just before noon. But Jisan remained in jail under the law. Police say he will be taken to court tomorrow where another life for Jisan will begin.
Ira is standing facing Jisan. Right in the front yard. Now Ira is a witness. As much as Jisan was surprised by what Ira said in his impassive mouth, he was not so surprised in his life. He became completely speechless. Did Jisan hear it right? He has taken Iraq by force! She got married by force! Irabati loves him! Everything in front of Jisan became blurred. He said nothing more. Jisan decided in his mind, if his Irabati is happy in it, so be it! Rather, he or she has the ability to marry the daughter of such a rich man! He bowed his head. He doesn't want to look at Ira anymore. The dust and sand lying at the feet get wet in the tears of a person. That teardrop is also giving the picture of Irabati the picture of Irabati there!
Today will be the verdict of Jisan. Today Ira is also leaving for Australia. He has nothing to do. She is helpless. His father's words are ringing in his ears now, "Even if you tell the truth, nothing will happen, even if you lie, nothing will happen. Because I have a lot of power raceBut if you go abroad, I can save Jisan! "Ira's whole body is freezing! What did he do! How could he do it! However, if Jisan's parents are well, he will be successful. Jisan may never forgive himBut he told so many lies for his own good, he accepted so many sacrifices! This is love, real love! He really loves Jisan, loves him a lot! "Why are you crying"- Ira came back from those horrible days to Jisan's words. He looked into Jisan's eyes. He said softly, in a very low voice, - Can't you forgive me? - What are you talking about? Who am I to forgive? And what you have done is for the good! If you didn't do that, you wouldn't be able to sit in this chair today! You had to be the wife of a poor laborer! - I'm still your wife! - Ha ha ha! I suddenly remembered this word after 5 years ??? - Please don't get me wrong. I was in Australia. I came back and went to your house but you were not there! - I couldn't stay, madam! Did you know I was sentenced to three years in prison! My family has surpassed me with all its possessions. Although I had to stay in jail for 11 months! Then we moved to the country house. Ira's face looked like she would scream and cry at any moment! Said in a heavy voice, - How are your parents? - Mother is alive, father is gone. I died the year after I was released from prison.
5 storey building. MD's room. A young man is sitting with his head down. A young woman is crying loudly at the feet of a young man. "Please forgive me. I was helpless. If I hadn't done that, my parents would have gone to jail!Please don't be so rude to me. Let's start all over again. " - The arrow that is shot does not come back, the past that goes back is not new. I am a man of the earth, the crime of touching my moon, madam! Irrawaddy is shedding tears like the river Irrawaddy embracing Jisan's feet! Jisan's eyes got wet. The inside of the chest rumbled. Understood, he should not be here! Jisan stood up on shaky legs. He started walking tow