My_sky_two_moons

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- I want to divorce you, Farhan! (Pushpa)

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There was a quarrel with MD Sir in the office. At one point, unable to control my anger, I turned over the chair and left. Not one day, not two days. Most of the time the mind is dirty with MD Sir. The mood is not good. Whose effect came later on the flower. The same has happened today. I have poured out all my anger on the flower.

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- You are becoming unbearable day by day. (Flower)

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- Say something else? No, will you stop this ghanar ghanar? All unbearable. (I)

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- It must be unbearable now. Not old? Surely you have caught someone new?

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- Don't talk, but it won't be good?

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- What will you do? What are you left to do? Kill? Marona, this body is government property.

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- But you're overdoing it?

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-Keeee, I'm crossing the line? Are you crazy about me? Yeah, got you crazy?

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This time I could not bear it. I slapped Pushpa's cheek. She is crying now. The nose and mouth have all become one in tears. Faiza is also hugging her mother and crying. After that Pushpa said crying

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- I want to divorce you, Farhan!

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I was not at all upset to hear him. I did not have any of these words that cause a wide sound in the heart, pain in the left side of the chest.

Then I said nothing more. I went to the roof with a fiery face. My forehead is sweating. Sweat has accumulated on the nose. Inside, I feel frustrated. I lit a cigarette to quell my frustration.

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After a couple of hours I came and saw that Pushpa and Faiza were not in the house. The cupboard drawer is open. The choppers are random. The flower is gone. Went to his destination. Maybe he went in search of external happiness. I went to bed without eating that day. I know why the mind became very bad. Couldn't figure out the reason for the upset. When I went to the office the next day, MD Sir called me again

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- Come on Mr. Farhan, come on.

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- (I sat in the chair without saying anything)

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- Do you understand Maya? The intensity of the peak of feeling?

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- I never tried to understand. (Angry face)

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-An unbearable feeling is mixed between maya and feeling. Which is the manifestation of love.

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- Say what you want to say, there is no need to say analogy.

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-Okay, a question!

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-Say.

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-What is the main purpose of love now?

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-Selfish

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-Hmm, self-centered. But did you know that my love was also self-centered. Which is physical and financial. I mean, there was no adulteration in the love of flowers. But in my violence, love meant that subjugation.

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I don't know what to do now. Extreme anger is rising on this MD. However, I understand that it is not possible for me to do the job here.

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I will go to MD Sir's room and come out with resignation letter

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-Farhan, Mayawati will never forget the ancient happiness of her Mayarajya. So could I. And flowers? Her imagination will make her cry for the rest of her life, and cover you up with false feelings.

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-You may be forgetting that pure love is the only good tool to cut love. You had a strong desire to get a slap. However, in the nature of good people, the nature of such violence is rhythmless. Forgiveness is the main response. Stay well. And try to correct your mistakes. Maybe someone has cheated on Preeti just like you!

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-What?

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-By.

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I did not give MD Sir a chance to say anything. Now my last words will haunt his mind all the time. No fault in the world is permanent. Its price has to be paid in any direction in the world. MD Sir's wife's name is Preeti. My friend had a girlfriend. Preeti and my friend were also married. However, Preeti cheated on my friend with Denmohar's money. Maybe Preeti is now targeting MD Sir. There is no sin in words. No one leaves his father. That's right.

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I went home. How empty the house without flowers and faiza looks. Unrest has taken root in the mind. Unknown persecution is at work. I took out my bike and went to Puspad's house.

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Bakul tree in front of the flower house. The momentary scent of the bud flower touches the soul. Faiza is running from the edge of the pond. And Baba is shouting Baba. I don't know if there is any honey called by this father, whose symbolic banana is full of love. Faiza cried on her lap.

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- You're a rotten dad. Do you know how many cries Mamuni came here? You don't know, I get hurt when I see my mother crying? Why bother mom? Say no more?

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Unknowingly, tears started flowing from his eyes. I hugged Faiza. Pushpa's parents are standing in front.

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- We don't know, Dad, what happened to you. Take care of everything yourself. And you know, flowers can't stand suffering at all.

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I did not say anything to them. I don't see flowers around. I took Faiza in my arms and went home. Pushpa is crying facing the other side of the bed. I put my hand on his neck. The hand did not last long.

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- Are you so proud? (I)

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- (making no sound, screaming)

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- I couldn't take Kaushik's paragraphs. He used to torture me mentally. What all the fuss about you. Tell me how much I will endure? There have been quarrels for several days. And it has an effect on you.

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- You forgive me, you should have told me everything in advance. I made a mistake!

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Pushpa was crying at her feet. I lowered Faiza and grabbed her hands. I kissed his forehead and hugged his chest. The burning sensation on the left side of the chest is decreasing

Butt pain is increasing. Not internal pain. External pain. I opened my eyes and saw that Faiza had started raining on her chest.

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-Ah mommy? (I)

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- You're not good, not good at all! (Faiza)

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-Why?

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- You are caressing my mother, hugging her. Don't do it to me! You rot, you rot!

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After that I took Faiza in my lap and kissed her on the forehead. Now I see flowers blooming in anger. And without delay I hugged both of them. Eventually the happy tabla began to play on the left side of the chest

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- Pushpa had a word.

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-Say

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- I quit my job.

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-What? So what to do now? (Surprised)

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- Will I stay at home again?

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Pushpa started raining kills on her chest without saying anything else. And Faiza is chewing on her mother with her teeth out.

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