Story of coffee

Everyone in the restaurant is staring at me. There is, of course, reason to look. A while ago my student Sraboni poured coffee on my head and left. That coffee is falling all over my forehead. I'm trying to drink coffee with my tongue in a weird way. Everyone is looking at me in amazement. The gentleman sitting at the table next to me is hiding and trying to video that scene. I looked at the gentleman and said with a smile,

- Brother, pour your coffee on my head. Then I will have a cup of coffee and you will make a beautiful video

The gentleman seems to be ashamed to listen to me. So he puts the phone in his pocket and quietly drinks coffee and tries to look at me sideways.

I taught Sravani for 2 years. In these two years, Sraboni has tried to convince me 2,000 times that she loves me but has always had to pretend not to understand me.

Although I was born in a poor house, my appearance was not a bad one. My father passed HSC with great difficulty. When I got a chance at Dhaka University, I think my father suffered instead of being happy. He sat in front of me and said,

"You have two more younger siblings. They have to teach you since I taught you up to HSC. Now if I pay you to study, I can't teach them. So if you want to study, you have to pay for it."

My mother gave me some of her savings. With that money I set foot in Dhaka city. I got the opportunity to teach Sraboni with the help of an elder brother.

Sraboni was then in Inter First Year. At first Sraboni did not like the point amount. Of course there were many reasons not to like. The first day I went to teach Sraboni, she gave me 1 cup of tea and 5 biscuits for breakfast. As I was eating the biscuits, Sravani looked at me with annoyed face and said,

- Do you always eat biscuits that sound like that?

I just smiled without saying anything

When I went to study the next day, I saw that he had given me biscuits at 10 o'clock. I also started eating one biscuit after another with a happy sound. Sravani saw me eating and said,

- Have you ever eaten biscuits? Why are you eating like a monster?

It is a real shame for a teacher to hear the word monster from a student's mouth. But I am not ashamed. The poor have nothing to be ashamed of.

The next day the teaching of Sravani was over but even then no one brought breakfast. I told Sravani,

- Won't you have breakfast today?

Sravani looked at me and said annoyed,

- There are no biscuits at home

I bowed my head and said,

- I don't feel hungry at night after eating this snack in the afternoon and I can read for a long time after waking up at night. Eating 3 meals in Dhaka city is a matter of high cost. So I just eat lunch

This is the first time I have noticed that Sraboni did not look at me with annoyed eyes. There was a magic in his eyes this time. I haven't noticed Sraboni in such a way before. Today I looked at her and realized that the girl is really very beautiful. Seeing her enchanted face, I know why she wanted to fall in love

From then on, Sravani started treating me differently. Earlier breakfast items used to be at 2 o'clock but since then it has been 4 to 5 o'clock. One day Sraboni handed me a packet and said,

- It's for you and of course it will come tomorrow

I came to the mess and opened the packet and saw a green Punjabi. Then I realized that the girl may be weak towards me. The next day I went to teach Sraboni but that Punjabi did not fall. The door opened as soon as the calling bell rang. The girl dressed very nicely today. The girl looks strangely beautiful in a green sari with short open hair on Kajal's forehead and eyes.

Sraboni may have been very upset to see me without this Punjabi. The girl never looked at me then. Just looking down and writing with one mind. Suddenly I noticed a drop of black water falling on the white paper. That is why Sraboni is crying

Seeing those tear-soaked eyes of Sraboni, I know why I felt like I knew inside my chest. I wanted to wipe away the tears with my own hands. As I was leaving, Shravani grabbed my hand from behind and said,

- Why did you do that?

I removed Shravani's hand and said,

- I'll tell you one day why I did that today. Before you get a chance in medical, all the words of my mind opened up to you

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This morning Sraboni called and said that she has got a chance in medical. And let me meet him this afternoon. And when I meet him, I must read the green Punjabi given to him

I read Sraboni's Punjabi and went to the restaurant to meet her. I went and saw that Sraboni had come before me. She is wearing the same green sari as before. Seeing me, Sraboni said,

- You said that day when I got a chance in medical, you opened your mind. You say today

I could not understand what to say after listening to Sraboni. Then I said to Sravani,

- Your face is exactly like my sister's, your eyes are like my mother's, your hands are like my aunt's, your hair is like my aunt's. When I see you, I remember my sister, mother, aunt and uncle. From today, I will tell you, sister, aunt, uncle, sister ..... Mother, I can't tell you anymore.

After a while I noticed that Sraboni was coming towards me again. I didn't know before that the girl looks so beautiful.

Sravani gritted her teeth angrily and said,

-You are not as simple as you seem. You are a miss devil. I will not leave you easily. I will follow you all my life.

Saying this, Sraboni took the coffee of the gentleman sitting at the side table and poured it on my head again.

I'm trying to lick the coffee on my cheek with my tongue and this time the gentleman is standing in front of me videotaping it.