Hello friends, I hope you are well
Here I'm brings an amazing story for all of you.
* ☞Love of old mansion☞ *
* Installment Number 1️⃣➺ *
Amy, I don't want to take this bicycle today.
I get so late because of this petite cycle and my college friends make fun of me ...
Every day it comes there and gets punctured. Sometimes its chain breaks. It teaches me to walk from there.
The bicycle chain was broken in one place till today and the bicycle puncture was also done there. What is the matter?
I was lost in the thought that my mother's voice took me out of this thought ----- where are you lost now ....?
Nothing I was saying I shouldn't ride this bike ------ give me a new bike ....
My mind was still on that side ------ How do those roses come on this road ....
Someone was passing by this road. I never met anyone on the way. It was a forest road but I was never afraid of it. Used to ....
Sometimes the chain of the bicycle would break and sometimes the bicycle would get punctured.
This is about the time when mobile phones were new. Not everyone had a shop and people had a lot of value ...
I was surprised to see this simple phone that there is no wire in it because there was a PTCL installed in the house, I just knew that ...
After passing high school, I enrolled in a college in the city which had two paths. One was a jungle path which was a shortcut. I chose the same path, maybe that path became my biggest mistake ...
The first day when there was a lot of fear from this path, then remembering Allah, I went through this path ...
One of the scariest places along the way was an old building between two canals that had been closed for a long time. The front door was also half-broken.
I would stop and look at this mansion-like building from a distance and read ...
I loved going to the old building, sitting there, feeling and walking around, but out of fear I would look at it from a distance and read ...
It's been three months since I came this way ....
It was the month of June, the heat was on the rise, it was noon, I was going home from college ------ I was in a bad condition due to the heat.
I was passing by this mansion when my eyes fell on a rose in the middle of a broken road. This flower was fresh as if someone had just broken it and thrown it away ....
Rose flower and here I stopped my bicycle and started to lift it, then I felt as if someone had put his hand on my back, I straightened my tail and looked behind me, there was no one behind me ....
* ☜RightRoqas Mughal *
I felt as if someone had placed a hand on my back. I straightened up and looked behind me. There was no one behind me.
I felt this feeling of holding hands very well, but I didn't consider this feeling so important.
I was about to pick up the flower again when a gust of wind came and the flower reached the side of the road.
The heat was so intense that I ignored the flower and stopped my bicycle in the shade of a tree and sat down under the tree ...
I took a bottle of water out of the bag and started drinking. It was hot or something else, my heart was pounding ...
I unbuttoned my shirt and leaned against the tree, spread my legs and relaxed. The wind was blowing in the opposite direction and the rose came flying straight to me ....
I grabbed the flower from the flower branch and looked at it carefully. Then I looked in the fields around me. .....
Despite my repeated looks, I did not see any plants there in the distance ....
I drank a few gulps of water and my eyes fell on the old mansion ------ I was thinking in my heart to go to this old mansion ...
This old mansion between two small canals and the green grass maker has also made this mansion wonderful. I wish I had a home ------ I was talking to myself in my heart ....
There was great comfort in the cool shade of this tree.
I was sniffing the rose and rubbing it on my cheek.
Sleep began to fall in my eyes, my being was becoming lifeless, I was sitting with my legs spread so that I did not know when I got lost in the valley of sleep ...
It wasn't sleep, it was a kind of fainting like me
Be made unconscious
It must have been a while before I started to feel a little weird. I was feeling a weird smile that didn't belong to any human being. I was running my fingers through my hair .....
When I woke up a little from sleep, I started trying to get up. I felt as if my being was tied up.
My face was towards the tree, I was shaking the grass off my shirt ....
I was lost in amazement as I was leaning against a tree and then when I opened my eyes I was lying on the ground. What is this all about .....? ------- I was feeling a little scared but there was no one but me whom I would accuse. He picked it up, unzipped the bag, put it inside and rode home.
My head was getting heavier and I was also dizzy, my eyes were full of red, I was barely riding a bicycle ...
As soon as he reached home, he greeted me and as soon as he parked his bicycle, he entered his bedroom.
I threw the bag aside and lay down so quietly I had never entered the house before so everyone was surprised at me ....
I was thinking with my head on the pillow when my mother entered the house ...
* ☜RightRoqas Mughal *
Ahmed son what are you ....?
Amy G is nothing ----- I said softly so she came and sat next to me and started rubbing her forehead ....
Son, are you all right?
Then my mother was shocked and said, "Do you have a fever ...?"
Have a fever? I said in surprise so he turned his hand upside down and put it on my neck ....
Ahmed son, you have a fever, now your father is coming, so call the doctor ....
Hearing the fever from his mouth, I also began to feel a change in my nature, my whole body began to break ....
After a while I got a high fever and fainted again ...
Even in the state of fever, he was remembering all that happened under the tree ...?
In a few days the fever went away and I decided to go to college again.
As I passed by, I felt as if something was pulling me towards you.
As I passed, I saw the same tree where I was lying that day.
There was a notebook under the tree. I put it on the bicycle stand and when I went to see it, my eyes widened in surprise ....
This ------ This ----- So this is my notebook. Here's how my name was written above ....
I quickly put the notebook in my bag and started walking towards the college. I was very late .....
All the way, they were lost in thought, first it was a sleepy event, now the notebook, is it all coming true or is it my delusion ...?
Asking myself and then my thinking would end ...
Sitting in the classroom, he took out the same notebook bag and opened it and placed it in front of him.
My eyes fell on a page that had something written on it that was not my writing. ------ I quickly put the notebook in my lap and turned the pages. Be careless
to be continued
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