A STORY October 31, 2012 at 12:00pm Then I was a little boy. My father brought me different place of the local area of my village. But he did not give me to do his work all time he wanted to do some thing better. This is the better life he wanted that I was a famous person in the way of life. He is a farmer but his aspectation was so high. Most of the time he brought me in Dhaka city to meet his brother sons who lived in Dhaka. In autumn or late autumn I went to see the puja of hindu area , he did not like that at all. He did not like to mix people who are illiterate. But village life is difficult to live. When he went to cut paddy in to the paddy fields , some labour came to help for his work. He wanted only I go to school he did not give me to do the work in the field. I walked in to the field and feel dew, some t rees lost their leaves, some birds fly above the sky, how to go dark without sun. we have a bamboo trees garden. Where some birds to cripping in evening to mid night. At the end of night the sun peeping behind the east sky. Then they went to the fields for looking food. After sunset they came again. The children play one types of playing the Fulki’ Fulki means the sparkling . date juse tree has one types of Fatra which is dry and the children collected and fire on it . after that tied it with green leaves and moving over the head. After sun set the children did the work. The people feel the brightness so far. It was a pleasure for me in my childhood. We have a pond there bank was so low. In the rainy season those were sank under water. In autumn and late autumn there have no water. I liked to move there. I liked to meet with my relative but my father did not like it at all. So, most of the time, I feel sad in life. My be, he did it the thought of bad environment. So I got much time to move alone. For the reason I got lot of time to think about me. I got learning from my environment. In front of my house there has a big farm land, pond, garden and fine environment. I went to my mother house with my mother. The maternal family like to very much of us. My sister and brother were with me. I did not like to set in a place at all. So, I went to different place of my cousin. That I found my father here and there. I did not see him long time. That time communication was not so easy. Any massage sent means to walk thaere and said the massage. That time bus rdwas not abailavle. So, I found my father. Where is my father? Father, father I come. Father said , here I am , you come. I went to my father. And talked about him. I said that I wanted to come but my mother stayed there. I thought that how my mother did that of my fatherer. Most of time I liked to go with my father but he did not agree to it. I mixed with my naibours they are illiteret basically. I was some absence from my father. I did not mixed wit h my same age friends. Only I could mix with my senior friends. I did not get more time in the same age friends. I found difference of my father. I moved different place in that time. in eid day my cousin went to village. i like him very much and he give me some clothes for eid day one year he did not come he village. i was sad in mind that time i think that i didnot spend a good eid day. after that he did not come any more to my village. i was sad totally sad in mind. i went to my maternal uncle house. there i get a great pain. that day i shall take lunch , my cousin said something bad which i didnot like at all so that time came back from the house without taking lunch. i donot think how a person can do such type of language use to other. it is my question for ever? there my mother do not role at all! my family members do not talk about the matter! i am frustrated about the matter. only my father said that "i did not there at all , why you go there?"
Posted on: Sat, 28 Sep 2013 11:22:15 +0000
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