-: Be good love: -
I have been sitting in the living room for a long time, but I have no news of my groom. This boy will be very unromantic.
Anyway he finally came.
He came into the house and said -
"I can't sleep with anyone sharing a bed."
I am no longer ignorant; I understood exactly what was not said. I got out of bed and saluted and sat on that bed again.
I don't think he expected that. Maybe that's why he frowned at me and said "Didn't you hear the word ??"
I said hi,
If the ear is gone, you do one thing .. lie down and sleep. Let me get to bed.
I could not hear what he was saying, seeing my reluctance.
He seems to be angry too.
It's about being angry. If I were in his place, I would probably break up the marriage.
If a girl tells her future groom before marriage, are you half blind from birth? Then there will be anger.
Let me open the matter ....
She, her father, mother, brother and sister went to see me.
At one point in the meeting, he and I were sent to talk separately.
Oops! How long will he do that .. that's why I say the name.
His name is Shuvro.
Anyway, at least I didn't go down without explaining myself first, "Are you half-blind from birth?"
But I have reasons to ask such strange questions. The girl came to see the glasses after the eyes! If I don't wear glasses, I can't see. That's why I said half blind.
When he heard my question, Gomra said, "Hmm."
That's when I realized that this boy is half blind, along with some bulls.
My speech, thoughts are a bit strange. That is why before the marriage, Ammu Bakat used to say, "If you get married, the people of the in-laws' house will take you out through the back door on the day after the marriage."
I used to say without any hesitation, "Then marry me in a house where there is no back door, hihihi."
My mother would get angry and say, "Don't call me mother anymore."
I used to laugh and say, "Okay Aunty".
I was thinking all this while lying in bed ..
Suddenly the light in the room went off. No, it didn't happen by itself; it did. I smiled and thought
- "Now you have to sleep next to me. How long will you stand?"
It's been a while. But I can't get any response from Shuvro! What's the matter ..
I'm looking for him in the dark, but I can't find him! Where did my groom go!
Are you still standing by the bed ?!
I took out my mobile from under the pillow and turned on the flashlight.
Emma !! This boy is really a bull type. Lying on the floor, but not getting anything.
- Hey, get up (me).
. (No response)
- I told you to get up ..
This time he got up. He took the spectacles open in his hand and put them on his eyes. Then he looked at me and said,
- You may be wondering why I lay down without any protest. I think you're just a temporary guest in this house ...
Hearing this, a sudden stream of fear started playing in my body. Feeling we have 'Run out of gas' emotionally.
He frowned and said,
- I know you're not happy about this marriage. That's why you asked such a bizarre question to break up the marriage, isn't it ??
I lost sight of his words. Normal thoughts also seem random. I suppressed my tears with great pride.
But he did not understand any of this. Silence was considered a sign of consent.
We spent the night lying side by side that day, but in the middle there was a distance of one hand externally and how much distance there was in terms of mind or not, I said ....
............
Several months of our married life have passed ....
Over time, the emotional distance between me and Shuvro has diminished. Of course, my mother-in-law and nuns have a special role in this. These two together helped me to win her heart by training Shuvro's likes and dislikes.
So far Shuvro has understood that I am talking about mischief, not with any crooked intention.
My mother told me one day that no matter how monogamous she was with her husband, their beds should not be separated. Because the separation of the bed is the beginning of the break up of the family.
I try my best to obey my mother's words. So far I have had many quarrels with Shuvro, but at the end of the day I spent the night with the two of them on the pillow.
I didn't actually fall in love with anyone before marriage, but I had one in my imagination. He has a lot in common with Shuvro, but also a lot of discrepancies.
If the fictional character that has been ingrained in the mind since adolescence is found in one's own way in some way in adulthood, then it seems that the special affection towards him works a little more.
Maybe that's what happened to me. Or how the once unknown, unseen boy took possession of all of me ?! Despite being very sleepy, now I wake up at night with the urge to talk to Shuvro. That I used to start eating when I was hungry without any discrimination, I am the one who is now sitting for Shuvro with food.
I understand that I am happy even if my mother scolds me if I am not eating for Shuvro. My mother tricked me into telling a story one day. All the boys want their wife to sit in front of them during the meal and serve it. Even in these small things, love grows between husband and wife. I told my mother that day, "Don't tell me what else to do, love will grow, mother". He said with a smile, "Fazil's daughter has come to her mother-in-law to take love training".
As someone said, when you fall in love, beauty is discovered in everything in your beloved man; Now I find the truth of the matter to myself.
I find something different in his small works.
Well, does Shuvro realize me that way?
I can't find any correct answer by asking myself a question. Sometimes it seems that he loves me very much, sometimes it seems that he still suffers from a suspicion after so long.
............
She is sitting on a white cradle. And I'm lying with my head on his lap.
This afternoon, Budd seems to be more calm.
Breaking the silence, I said to Shuvro,
- Well, you never misunderstand me, do you?
Shuvro was silent for a while and said,
: - If you do things that are misunderstood, then I can also misunderstand.
I don't like Shuvra's outspokenness. Some innocent lies can be told to make the beloved happy, what a loss.
Arrogance is too. To make him angry, I said naughtily,
--Brother Shamim was much better than you.
I was shocked to say that.
He is the elder brother of one of my girlfriends. As a teenager, she sent me letters in colorful envelopes. At that time the circulation of letters had gone up. Yet it was beyond my comprehension for anyone to write a letter. I did not reply to any of those loving letters. Only once I told him face to face, "Brother Shamim, you will never give these letters again". He didn't really write anymore. After all this time, why did his name suddenly come to mind ?!
: --- Hey ma'am, where did you lose? (Shuvro whispered in front of his face)
Sambit got back and looked at Shuvro. It looks like a sack that encloses with a drawstring.
I felt a little ashamed of my own stupidity. I hugged Shuvro and said,
- You're the best. I'm sorry, I said that to make you angry.
Shuvro smiled and breathed a sigh of relief and hugged me tightly.
............
After a long time I went out to tour with Shuvro.
Suddenly he got a holiday and I used it.
I am wearing a sari. Of course, not by herself, but by her mother.
Today, two people stood on the street and shared a plate of phukka and ate it. It feels very good to walk around with Shuvro.
I forbade him to take a rickshaw in the greed of walking holding his hand.
Now she feels like a shy teenager who has just fallen in love, who is walking down the street holding her boyfriend's hand, a little in love and a little scared.
--- This Swarnali ...
Someone called from behind my name. The throat seems to be recognizable. Stop walking and look back, brother Shamim!
He came in front of me, squinted at Shuvro and then looked at me again and said, "Wow !! I forgot you and I'm fine. If I could forget my past like you .."
In the suddenness of the incident, both Shuvro and I became speechless. I saw that Shamim Bhai had left.
Shuvro looked at me and said in a trembling voice,
- "You never said you had a relationship with Shamim ..."
I said in a restless voice,
- "You're wrong. I had no relationship with him. I don't know why he lied."
Shuvro said in a disbelieving voice, "You are lying. Why did you only mention Shamim's name when you had so many boys that day? I thought you were really naughty, but now I understand that my idea is false. You just lied and misled me."
I stared blankly and saw Shuvro leaving me there on the street. I followed him. Suddenly I saw a bus coming from the opposite direction. But by then I was frozen in fear. Disoriented, I looked at Shuvro once and at the bus rushing towards me.
Then I shouted Shuvro's name ..
(There is a bloody body of a girl lying on the street. There is a boy sitting next to her with the girl's head in his lap. Well, did the boy believe in the girl? Of course, even if he doesn't believe, the girl doesn't care, he is above everything.
Not all mischief promotes love, but some mischief makes a relationship bitter.)
