A short story of Marijuana..๐Ÿ˜‡

0 18
Avatar for Shaaz.rim
3 years ago

Gunjan is three months pregnant. This is the first time after almost half a decade of marriage that Gunjan and Nesham are going to be parents. A different time is flowing in Nesham and Gunjan's family. Many countries gave up hope when after various treatments abroad. Just then the light awoke across the dark sky of the new moon of Nesham Gunjan. Counting the days to touch that awaited light. In a conservative country like Bangladesh, people's minds are still very backward in the matter of marriage and children.

Ninety-nine percent of people live with the typical thought of maintaining relationships through marriage and family through human life. But the story of this ninety-nine percent of people's car and life battle is not the same. Car and life are not the same. But how can all these people follow the same conventional rules and fulfill all the desires of life in the so-called time. Where everyone's qualifications and limitations are not the same. Yet the unwritten rules and regulations of a conservative state have been going on for a long time.

Gunjan has lived in a progressive environment since childhood. Working in a cultural institution like Shadow Knot is cutting career in civil society. Then he turns around and discovers himself in a society of blind faith. Father-in-law's house or father's house are suffering for this one thing everywhere.

She had to live in Japan for the first few years after her marriage. At that time Nesham was very busy with his research work. There was no situation to have a child. Then and the buzz was always in favor of having a baby. The envelope of destiny did not realize the existence of the child at the expected time.

The adorable doctors of Japan did not take any kind of advanced treatment. At one point the doctor advised him to return to his country. Weather and environmental conditions also play a role in the marriage of two married men and women. The will and reluctance of the Creator for human birth and death is a big issue. Naturally or out of natural need, two men and women are bound in a relationship called marriage. At one point the parents are. And then people love to discuss and criticize these nature dependent things.

Having to take care of yourself alone in this body. Nesham has a conference in Boston, USA. Nesham was also ill before leaving. He had contracted dengue fever. Lots of mosquitoes in the residential area of โ€‹โ€‹Gunjan's laboratory. Aerosol spray, mosquito repellent, nothing seems to be reducing mosquitoes. In the last few years, many mosquitoes have increased in Bangladesh. Many people have died due to various fevers. A few years ago, Gunjan had a fever called Chikungunya. After that fever, there is pain in different parts of the body and it is difficult to walk. Chikungunya and dengue fever have suddenly increased in many places, including Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh.

Since then people have been suffering from fever regularly. In many places people are dying and going away. And it is impossible to say how long he will go through the same situation.

Nesham has seen from the beginning of the relationship that he does not compromise on his work. Gunjan's body is very bad. In this situation, Dr. Nesham will not miss his conference. Has been doing everything alone for two days. Upon arrival in Boston, he announced via Facebook that he had arrived just in time. Dr. Nesham has to do such a fifteen day tour.

So it has become a habit to be alone.

I have been drinking tea on the verandah since this afternoon and watching the sky outside. The mind was restless. Sometimes he felt like a lonely island. Many husbands and wives cannot touch their own minds because they are so close to each other in the world. They become strangers to each other in an unexplained way. It is very difficult to understand Dr. Nesham's mind. Then, like the other ten happy people, the world of Nesham and Gunjan is moving forward. In a loving world, it is foolish not to know everything or to try to know everything. Gunjan is not trying to be very wise in the world, so he is able to move the family forward happily. If you want to be happy in a family, you don't have to be wise. Not much to understand. Just keep a watchful eye on the small rules of the world.

When the tea is cold, it is very annoying to eat it hot again. So the humming ended when there was hot smoke. I miss Nesham very much. When a child comes in the womb of a mother. Then why only mother will feel alone. Whoever becomes a father and father should feel with his heart. Nesham is very happy to be a father. But he can never express his good and bad emotions in the right way. When going somewhere, only humming is wrapped around the chest for a long time. The mouth says nothing. Or can't say.

So Gunjan never expects any emotion from Nesham. Who enjoys the presence of man as himself.

Suddenly, Nesham's mobile call drives Gunjan into the sea of โ€‹โ€‹love. Sometimes, the happiness of getting close to each other from such a distance is completely different. Much like the gentle bliss of a luxurious afternoon. After much waiting and hard work, when the farmer gets the expected field full of harvest, then the unadulterated happiness of the farmer cannot be compared to anything. Today, Gunjan's happiness is like that of a farmer in an unknown village.

Every world is a field of green crops grown by women. Where every woman has sacrifice, love, hard work and waiting. The voice on the other side of the mobile seems to be quite neat today. Dr. Nesham spoke in a serious mood most of the time and today he is someone else. Looks like he left something. Whose whole existence he is feeling himself.

Being the father is the name of the purest and holiest feeling in the world. All the busyness of all the men in the world seems to be insignificant to this feeling. Gunjan and Nesham are enjoying this kind of care and love. All parts of the world are feeling with love. "My poet wants to hear a song in his wife's voice," said Nesham in a very happy voice.

Gunjan laughed and said, "The poet will want to hear the poem in his wife's voice." How is the song in the voice of the poet! โ€

Nesham laughed out loud and said, "Oh! That's right! If you put melody in the poem, it can become a song. You either listen to the poem with the melody. โ€

Then he opened his heart and started laughing. Nesham's words of laughter went from millions of miles away and with a deep touch of humming love.

The two future parents were living in the same dream with a new melody.

-1
$ 0.00
Avatar for Shaaz.rim
3 years ago

Comments