Lonely night, moon light is shining like the sun. It rained a lot during the day. Yes, I wish you a happy moonlit night, because I had two hundred rupees in my pocket that day. the year 1984. Although we are all involved in big stories, sometimes even small stories have a combination of fun or soul.
have memorized every moment of my life, or put it in public, because it is very sad to tell the truth or my life story.
I will not make it too long, because now a days in the digital age no one wants to read a long story, no one is willing to experience the sadness of the mind
Friends, if you know the way my childhood and adolescence went, you can not only be shocked but also have a heart attack. I spent my childhood in the village of Beaver, which was the culmination of the hardships of the needy world.
I will not make my father small, because he has tried hard enough to satisfy us by eating two handfuls of food. but the provision of the rules would not have been possible. So my father used to run away with the hunger of our seven siblings. The elder brother had a small job in Dhaka city. Father is not at home, we are living on the shoulders of six siblings, mother and seven elder brothers, half-starved and sometimes starving.
Due to incessant rains, there is a big shortage, father has no work, no income, so one day the father suddenly disappeared, there is no news for fifteen days, the father has not been found for three long months. We have a lot of trouble, stop eating and drinking. The elder brother could not pay more than two hundred rupees. If it was eaten twice, it would last from seven to ten days for two hundred rupees.
Ah, when I think of the days of not eating, tears still come to my eyes, my soul rises. At that time, mother Janani could not go anywhere, but she tried to feed her stomach at least once a day with many techniques. We didn't hurt my mother much because if she left, where would we go? The brother's letter came that he would go to Dinajpur on a date on the Ekota train to find his father, told me to stay at a railway station in the city, give me some money, for family expenses. Then I was a seventh grade student. The station where the Ekota train will stop is 16 kilometers away from our house. But another station is only a mile and a half from our house, the train does not stop here.So I have to go far, Ekota Express Jamalpur will stop at ten o clock at night and I have a train to go to Jamalpur at five o'clock in the afternoon that is what I am getting ready to go. When my brother leaves again, I will have to sit alone at the Jamalpur railway station for another local train which will arrive at 1.00 o'clock in the morning, then I will leave for home.How can I spend so much time, the grief of the mother, the mother was very praying and reading the Qur'an, praying and saying the days ahead are very bright for you, God will be very happy, which I can not see. However, my mother bade me farewell with a lot of prayers so that I could come back after the meeting.I got on the local train and reached Jamalpur, then it was barely five-thirty in the afternoon. I have to wait for my brother till ten o'clock at night. Brother's reputation cannot be made, because Allah himself knows his reputation well. All in all, it is doubtful whether there are two or four such brothers in the world. My brother is still alive today, I pray to God that I die before him, because I will not be able to bear the pain of his death. Apart from him, we have six siblings. He has taken care of everything from education to marriage.
However, he also got a government job from the company, thanks to everyone. With which he used to feed us at least on the fifteenth day of the month, the rest of the days God would feed us, otherwise I would have died. I am wandering around Jamalpur station, there is no end to hunger in my stomach. The brother will come, he will pay two rupees in retail and I will eat parota in the hotel, the drunkards are thinking about this. Sometimes tears were coming. Alas, world, God was written in my forehead with so much pain. I saw so many people of so many colors at the station, because the worst place in the world is the station. I also remember thinking about the lost father, looking around to see if the father can be found. Bidhatai can break the rules, no one else has the power. Anyway, it was ten o'clock at night, by the time the train rang, I was aware that the Ekota Express was coming, I was very careful, I thought firmly that I must get my brother, otherwise I would have to fast. Moreover, all siblings will have to suffer. And I feel very happy that when I meet my brother, he will give me an extra two rupees, with which I will eat parota at the hotel, which means a big deal, sitting at the hotel and eating parota and bhaji means a big gentleman's trunk.Seeing the light of the train, I stood firmly on the platform. The brother cleverly climbed into the carriage behind the engine, and looking out the window at me, I saw the brother. When the train stopped, I ran to my brother, and he got off the train and walked towards me. My brother hugged me and caressed me, took out two hundred rupees, gave me ten rupees to eat so that I could eat rice at the hotel. I can't talk to my brother who is crying. The brother told me to keep the money carefully, and said, don't worry too much, I am here. I looked as long as I could see.The story that I am writing today after forty years, I am still crying, because Mahanubhav Bhai got on the train and left for Dinajpur to find his father. I blessed my brother a lot from the bottom of my heart, where I can eat parota for two rupees, he gave me ten rupees with that money with which I can eat rice at the hotel. After thinking a lot, I left for the hotel to eat, wondering what to eat rice with? Thinking about eating rice, I remembered, why should I go to the hotel to eat, because my other siblings are starving, maybe at night because I am not there, my sad mother did not even arrange their food at night, somehow will spend the night frying rice. I canceled the desire to eat.
In the next hut I saw Chapra frying with flour. I proceeded towards him, which will fill my stomach in fifty paise, if only to satisfy my hunger. Fifty paise was in my pocket, my mother gave me, I'm going away, if there is any danger! I was satisfied with the money given by my mother. I realized many blessings in that. At the end of the meal again waiting for a bad train at night. I will not record anything that happened in the gap.
At twelve o'clock at night I suddenly noticed a freight train coming, it was going towards us, many people started jumping, I also jumped up and sat down, I have a habit of jumping, because the house is near the railway station. This time it was difficult, I noticed that the guard sub was taking a penny from everyone who jumped, to stop the train at our station.But I don't have a penny, so I'm wondering if ten rupees will take the whole thing, I stood silently and the guard walked past me and said where is this Mia fare? Saying this, he went to another person and thought to himself that Allah had saved him from Rahul's clutches.Aslam arrived at our station at half past twelve at night. Silent frozen night, I did not find anyone in our village at the station. I do not dare to go home alone, not afraid of people, but afraid of ghosts. Village houses are full of different proverbs or stories, imitating different places. So the fear is to leave.I sat down in a hotel again, a cup of tea came in front of me in a sweet melody, I looked and didn't find anyone, I was shocked to see the tea come without ordering it. The waiter said "Drink tea" I found out by asking him, the hotel owner said to give tea.I am swallowing embarrassed tea and thinking, there is no retail money, how can I pay the tea bill? After drinking tea, I asked the owner if you asked me to give tea! Good thing I don't have any retail money, I have ten rupees notes. He said it would not cost money, he would not have to pay more when he got the job.I am wandering outside, if I find someone I know, I will go home with him, I can't find anyone, but if I want a very bright night, I can go home with the courage to walk on two feet. In a hurry, I bought ten parota and dalvaji with the ten rupees that my brother gave me to eat, to feed the sisters, and Bidhatai knows how happy they will be if they get it. When I am happy, I am more interested.Although I was a little scared, I left to take care of it. If I leave the main road of the village and go through the field, I will find Hazrat Kakar's camp after some distance. The village is rising in a hurry, I am walking vigorously, the village is still creepy, I am still walking, even if a cat runs in front of me in such a situation, I am sure I will be heartbroken.Uncle guards the tubewell in the tent, standing in front of his tent I heard him snoring and sleeping, I sat down at his feet. Two palm trees a short distance from ancle camp, I heard that I have to go through the underworld of the jinn ghost. So I am sitting in the hope of getting help from ancles. I glanced at the palm tree for a moment, and saw that I was a small man, so stay away, even the old man would be frightened.I noticed that without the wind, the two palm trees were scratching each other and straightening again.I called uncle, uncle said, who is Hiru! Yes uncle I am Hiru. Why don't you talk? After a while, I would hit you on the head with a stick as a thief. Where is Thaika Aila tonight? I came from Jamalpur. Surely you went to see a movie! No, I went to look for Kaka Baba, he was very shocked to hear that, and started abusing Baba. Then he asked me to sleep with him or go home? If you don't go home, uncle will worry a lot at home. And notice what the palm tree is doing! Uncle looked at the palm tree and said boldly and said that if my father ran with this stick in my hand, I would not be able to get cool. Let's cross the palm tree and come to you. This time the uncle stopped, the situation was such that the uncle could not know what to do at this moment to save his life.He started shouting and said, I will escape or I will bring fire. Uncle said it and the fire was extinguished. Uncle said, this time we are scared, let's go. Uncle with a stick in hand before I go back this time what happened is difficult. The fire again took on a huge size and started coming towards us slowly. Now both of us are scared. He just said, "Hiru, run." He ran, saying, "I can't run like him if I follow him." So frightened, I entered the tent and sat down with the straw bunda which has a fire inside, and I sang to my mother and cried for prayers, and it seemed that I was inside the tent, it seemed that the ghost did not notice, through me. fire followed uncle.Uncle is running. I see a huge spark of fire going behind him. There is nothing to do. Uncle has been running for a long uncle.I left, and it seemed that I was inside the tent, it seems that the ghost did not notice, the fire followed me to uncle. Uncle is running. I see a huge spark of fire going behind him. There is nothing to do. Uncle has been running for a long time. I was looking through the gap in the fence. This time the coil of fire is dancing around my uncle, I am very tension, and crying, the one to whom I took refuge is now in great danger. ! After a while I saw the coil of fire was no more, I thought how can I see the condition of Kakar or not, I am crying again in fear, I do not dare to go out of the camp in tension. After crying for about an hour, Kakar regained consciousness and started calling me Hiru Hiru. I am getting more and more furious when I hear his call, I am doubtful whether he is giving the call or the ghost. Because demons can call me like him. So I sat in the tent, I heard from the elders that no matter how small or big the house was, no ghost could enter it. Suddenly I saw three or four people walking on the main road after the palm tree, but they were going towards my house, but what is the fear? Where is my difficulty in following them, but I have to go under that palm tree. My house will be five hundred yards away from there. I ran under the palm tree with my eyes closed to follow the lords. I crossed the palm tree and climbed on the main road and saw that there was no trace of the lords. I was even more frightened. I can't talk anymore, the man came out with a stick in his hand and I was lying in the doorway, he recognized me and said, "Hiru, what happened to you? Get up, I'm telling your grandfather. You're scared, Nakire. I don't know where he is gone, he eats for days, so maybe he fainted a little because he was scared. This time he sprinkled tears on my nose. This time I looked at him softly and started shouting Hazrat ancle Grandpa scolded Dad and asked me, mineHe said, "Let's sleep next to me. I didn't say I would go home. He took a stick in his hand and went to lead me home. Before that and I was walking behind, our house was also in a terrible place, I will put it in another place in your favor. However, as soon as I heard the sound of footsteps, my mother and mother started saying, "Hiru Baba has come." I cried and said, "Mother, I have come." Grandpa left, and Chhera was scared, give him a bath, my mother immediately took me to the bathroom and took a bath, and asked various questions about my brother. After taking a bath, I entered the house and took out the parotas. My mother woke everyone up.Everyone seemed to be happy to see Parota, maybe they are happy, but today I am very happy. I was happy to see everyone eating parota, I thought, polao biryani is their parota. In between, the mother said, "Everyone, pray for your elder brother, that he may reach Dinajpur well, and find your father." I gave two hundred rupees to my mother, for the time being she came to the dining room for ten days. I was a good student, fast boy in class, but I didn't go to school often because of hunger. Serera would often come home and take me to school.
I can't sleep at night, because I am alone in a small house. I stay up all night with frustration and fear, even if the sound of a leaf of a tree, I could tell which leaf fell! Or what happened, when it was night there seemed to be no shortage of ghosts starting to be tigers, the fear of everything existed. So I always kept a cup and a match nearby. Three days later, he waited for the brother to come and lock the door.
On the fourth day, I used to sleep at night, I was just tensing when my brother would come, but my brother would call me first at night. Rashid called Rashid two or three. If the mother's order passes three calls, you have to answer, you have to understand that it is human. Otherwise, if you become silent with a single call, you have to understand that it is a ghost. This education is from mother. In that house, sometimes in the name of father, sometimes in the name of brother, sometimes in my name, one call, two calls, how many of us never came out. As a result, it is not really human, because we can see through the gap in the window, nothing can be seen. I didn't sleep at all that night. Anyway I'm imagining a lot while lying down. Suddenly I heard someone talking from the side of the road.Rashid, while I was waiting for more calls, my mother said, your brother has come, open the door. This means that the mother did not sleep. I hurriedly lit the cup, then as soon as I opened the door my brother said, look, I have brought my father. I hugged my father and cried. All the siblings came up and hugged my father. What a cry! In that cry, it seems that our future happiness was granted in the court of God. Mother Janani is crying while lying down, delaying to get up, so elder brother gave condition to mother, mother get up, how long will you not eat the food in your hand. Hearing this, the mother could not stay up anymore. She got up and said, "Wash your hands and face. I am giving you food." I was surprised to hear this, because we ate bhukhud bhaji at night and went to bed, where can mother get rice! I don't know when mother and mother cooked the rice because my brother and father would come or not. Anyway, sitting down to eat, my father and siblings took everyone with them.
In this way, the family of grief and suffering continued with my father. That big brother doesn't know me well from the heart today, that is because of his wife. I will bless that elder brother forever, I respect him like a saint, may God give him the good news of paradise before he dies. O God, grant my brother a good life.
