It was a real event in 2000. The incident took place in Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh. It was hot season then. Ahakar all around, there was a terrible famine in the country. People can't get food even if they work all day. Shivchar of Khulna used to live with such hardships. He had 3 daughters and 5 sons in his family. His eldest daughter's name was Basanti. The girl is the main character in our story. Basanti never went to school. He used to work with his mother in the next house. A few days later, his father hired him to work in a biscuit factory.
He had to go to work to cope with family pressure. In this way he continued to work for some time, slowly and like everyone else he got acquainted with a Muslim boy. The boy's name was Rahim. They talked slowly. They fell in love with each other, pushing away all superstitions. They talked every day, talking about their love. Rahim used to go to Basanti in front of the house after work every day. That evening Basanti's father saw the two of them. When he returned home, the father wanted to know everything from his daughter.Basanti told the truth. But his father heard the words and started beating him. The next day, Pelorehim came to know about this incident. Then they both decided to leave Khulna and go to Dhaka. They ran away from home. They got married there. Then the girl became Muslim. Her name is Sufia from Basanti.
Rahim did not find work so he went to drive a rickshaw. In this way, his family continued to ride rickshaws. Their 9 years of family life went through hardships and sorrows. Parents will never find them. About 10 years later they had a son. Sadly, the boy was physically disabled. She could not speak or walk.
Even then they were not unhappy. A few days later, Rahim suddenly lost two of his legs in an accident. This time they are in a lot of danger. They have no one to earn money in the family. They had to spend the day without eating. Thus some time passed. One day Sufia thought something had to be done. He started selling rice. At noon all the workers used to come to the Sufuar shop in Gulshan for lunch. Each plate of rice was 30 rupees. He used to have a plate of rice with mashed pulses and potatoes.
People used to eat rice there with great satisfaction. One day the restaurant next door was closed and the car sales increased a lot. Almost all the food he brought was almost gone. Suddenly a rickshaw puller came to eat and said that there was a terrible fire in Chawkbazar. He was shocked to hear this because he also lived in Chawkbazar. Then when he started watching live on TV, he saw that there was a fire in the slum where he lived. He ran away leaving everything behind. He entered his area and saw all the burns.
With great difficulty he reached his house. He saw the man next door burning to death on the floor. Then he got more scared. Then he entered his room. There she saw her husband and son sitting in a corner of the room crying. She tried to get them out. But she couldn't get them out together. Even then, with great difficulty, he took them and jumped from above. Because he lived in a wooden two-story house. But there was so much fire around that they could not get out of the fire.Eventually the three of them burned the coal in that terrible fire. And it was the ruthless behavior of fate. Which is really very difficult to accept.
Just awesome.i like it.