Neglect of negligence

The wind is blowing outside. Tuptap is wrapped in fog in the morning. The wind is blowing through the open window. Ariba wrapped the blanket around her body. It takes a lot to sleep in the cold morning. I do not want to get up. A kind of laziness seems to be sitting on the body. But I know why I am not getting any sleep today. Still, he lay down with his eyes closed for a long time. He didn't want to see what time it was. Suddenly he took his hand under the pillow. He looked at it at 8 o'clock. He logged on to Facebook without delay. Then he went to Messenger and clicked directly on Sudipta's ID. Ish, the boy was active even 20 minutes ago. I didn't even give a message. I felt very angry. There is also arrogance. When he doesn't want to talk to me, why should I go and talk to him.

At the last moment, he was angry with himself. If he had come to Facebook a little earlier, Sudipta would have given him a message after seeing him active. What would you give? I know what?

How is the boy! After a few months, he started talking about the world with a message or two. Question after question. After a few days he disappeared again. Sometimes the boy seems to be more selfish than Budd. He comes to talk only when he needs to.

Ariba pressed her lips and smiled for a while, thinking, "I will not speak so harshly that I will not come again."

Can't keep naughty thoughts in mind for long. Think about it and start typing on the phone screen,

"Do you put it on my lips in the winter?"

Will the point be fog?

Are you mine with a fever?

Gently kiss the corner of the eye?

Give a little emotion under the influence of anger?

Misty love will tell? "

I just left the writing. Then I started reading the chats with Sudipta from that beginning. Sometimes the impression of anger on the face becomes clear and sometimes the smile.

He sighed, rolled up the blanket and closed his eyes, not realizing that he had fallen asleep. As soon as he woke up on the phone call, Azan from Opash said in a threatening tone, "Since when have I been making calls. There is no name to catch. Nawabzadi class is about to start. When will I come?"

The indistinct sound in the corner of his mouth was - class. Then it seemed that he remembered, yes. Sir gave extra class. I forgot. I am coming to put the phone. I got up in a hurry and somehow got ready and ran to the class. Sir has entered the class. He stood at the door with his face like a criminal and the classroom was filled with laughter. Sir, the sound of laughter subsided as soon as he looked at her with rough eyes. But the laughter did not stop.

Sir looked at Aribar and said, what, what time is the class?

He looked at the clock at a glance 10 ঃ 15. Then he mumbled and said: Sorry sir.

Sir said, I'm sorry too. Stay outside. You don't have to come to class anymore. Then I will not allow you to enter the class at the right time or not. The rules are the same for everyone.

I had to come out. I am very angry with sir. I don't understand what is so strict. I would have let you in today or not. What a loss!

Then he smiled anxiously and thought, let's go, sir, you did well not to enter the class. I wandered around alone for a while. On a day like this, it feels very good to walk in the wind. The beauty of nature can be felt.

Wanting to write something. Write on the skin with data connection

"Dear,

Please tell, whats the story of them big puppys .....

I feel like you are next to me when I walk

Desperate to get the touch of a hand like yours from drowning in the darkness of night

In the heart of the sky when the black clouds are busy occupying space

Then he wants to wander a little in the bosom of the sky to hold you.

But you are out of my sight

Remained after a lifetime

Tell me why? Why are you like that? "

I have become distracted thinking about what else can be written. With a small sound, he regained consciousness. I looked at the screen and saw Sudipta's smiling face. I don't know why she couldn't get angry. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As soon as I clicked, I saw that Sudipta Ya had sent a big text, this is the first time I have written something. See how it is?

Ariba started reading:

Touch

Sudipta is beautiful

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Innumerable flowers bloom like roses on the ribs of desire

Empty yourself

Let your own slavery go on in your own home

Someone else sincerely sows the seeds of dictatorship on the left side of the chest

Losing my rights among myself, today I steal the smell of dead flowers

The fragrance seemed to die inside me

It seems as if someone is touching

The dead flower will regain its form with its fragrance

And I will find myself back in my midst again.

Tell me, girl, will you not touch me gently?

Will you keep me away forever? "

Sudipta is very serious. She can't believe that she can write such words. He also gets a smile. I know why he gets a lot of smiles when he sees something romantic. He wrote with a smile লিখ well done. Write. Gradually it will get better.

Sudipta turned the subject and said: How is the day going?

Aribah: Where else are you going? You are not looking. Just come to talk about your needs (a little angry)

Sudipta: Wow, are you suddenly so angry?

Aribai: Why should I be angry? Is it possible to be angry with everyone?

Sudipta: All right, be well.

Aribar's anger seemed to get worse.

What a selfish father!

After a while Sudipta gave the message: Well go, I have dedicated the writing to you.

Aribar seemed to want to quarrel too. If he had got Sudipta at hand today, he would have torn his shirt with a tweezers. He said in annoyance: I don't need to dedicate your writing to me.

Without waiting for Sudipta's message, he threw the phone aside and started talking to himself in anger and grief. No, no. He had never given a place to anyone before so that no one could ignore him so much. Without knowing it, he left Sudipta with a lot of space in his mind. Which is why he can't be avoided. But Sudipta is avoiding him very much. It was as if he had a feeling of loneliness. Did he fall in love with Sudipta? What Sudipta understands. No, no. He does not love Sudipta. You can't love. She never wanted to lose her love for a man. Sudipta just likes it. That's the diameter.

Still, I know why all day long he seems to turn back to Sudipta's words. How many times have you wanted to remove it from your head.

Wanted to block. But could not. He wanted to think of a better boy than Sudipta but his mind seemed to be out of his control. He is very upset by Sudipta's negligence.

Thus days go by, months go by. Sudipta Sudipta remains. And Ariba takes up more space in the heart. No, no, the mind should not be allowed to run like its own. It is not right to be attracted to someone you love.

There is talk of Ariba's marriage. A boy named Aditya is very much liked by his parents. To talk to Ariba. She doesn't even remember Sudipta's words very much nowadays. She has made a mistake like this.

So he started talking to Aditya. Aditya has a respectful and caring attitude towards Ariba, but I know why he doesn't like Aditya so much. That's how it goes for a few more days.

Suddenly one day Sudipta's message came. Wrote:

"I realized after so long that he was the only one who stole my heart. He is you. I want to show all my love to you. Will you pull me closer or will you ignore me?"

Ariba writes and sends: After receiving the message of false waiting, the feeling has returned to the place of feeling so far. I don't want to send him to the wrong heart with the wrong message anymore. "

Today, no feeling is working towards Sudipta, Aribar. Still, one of the small huts on one side of the heart is crying like a pig!

As much as the feeling vanished Sudipta one day. Is it because he has not been able to bear the neglect of neglect that he came back one day and cried for a few months now that he has been able to answer her today? Or crying out in pride that the assessment of feelings was received .