Trishna, your father got married and brought your new mother home | Halek Hossain

 

Trishna, your father got married and brought your new mother home.'

Hearing such words on the face of the little aunt, lightning struck her head. The word 'new mother' in her mouth has poisoned my whole body. I am surprised to think that my father is married. He who has not needed a marriage once in twenty years is married today.

I called Mama to find out more about the incident. Although he doesn't know anything about the incident, Mami knows a lot. My great aunt became his cousin. From there the news of this house and the house flowed like a tunnel. My mother got married to my father through these two people.

Mami said the father not only married the woman and took her home, but also his 13-year-old son. The chest was bursting. My father is no more with me from now on, I broke down and started crying. I looked at the phone and saw my father's phone call. The point of the talk was not just wanting to. I switched off the phone.

Going to show me the light of the world, my mother sank into the gloomy darkness. From then on, Baba became my mother and father. On Mother's Day, I decorated the Facebook wall with my father. Happy Mother's Day to my father. Dad smiles, I can see the pride of being a successful father in that smile

The separation from the father began before the varsity admission test. For three years, I stayed at home with my father during the closed hours of my varsity. At first I was very upset. There were so many people in varsity but my mind was on my father's drink. When my father had time, he would come here to take a look

I have decided not to turn on the phone like today. I opened the window of the room and looked at the sky and saw the star shining next to the moon. As a child, my father used to say, that star is my mother. I never found my mother in that star. Because I have always found my mother inside my father. I miss my mother very much today. There are tears in my eyes. Dad didn't feel the need to tell me once. The grief towards my father increased even more when I thought about it.

On that day, Supti was right when he said, 'Men are not known all their lives. They are able to change even in the last age. Even though the word Supti was not given much importance then, today I can feel the truth of the word.

The face of relief floated as soon as he remembered the man. The first man I trusted completely without my father was the relief of my department. My first boy friend, the first love of my life. No matter how hard I tried to introduce myself to my father, I was not relieved. Said, 'As long as love can be hidden behind the family, the joy of love. When family members are known, there is no such feeling of fear in love. '

It didn't take long for us to become friends and fall in love. This is the first incident of my life that I have hidden from my father. Remorse would have been too. Later he never dared to speak again. When the relationship breaks up at the end of a year and a half, it is very upsetting. I have handled myself with a lot of trouble alone. I thought it was the result of not informing my father. Then I couldn't even tell the story of breaking up the relationship with courage, I couldn't match the hidden pains. Dad didn't notice the abnormality, I didn't reveal it. So he could not be sure about the incident.

But today it seems that I did it without telling the facts, my father did not tell me the inside story. When mine is to blame, the wire is also to blame.

Muna could not stand me from the beginning There is no other girl like her in the department. Seeing Rahat, 'Rahu! Rahu! ' The way it melted, my whole body would burn in anger. Muna used to address Rahat as Rahu due to his moderate manner. Even if I was interested in relief, it would always be quiet for me. Muna was avoided. The day I first came to know about Muna and Rahat through the lab of the department, even though I felt disbelief, it seemed to creep into my mind. I keep an eye on the two. I put Labib behind Rahat too and in a very short time I discovered Muna and Rahat together in Zahid's room. The two fell in love in a closed room. My eyes were closing with hatred. I also threw away the remaining love that was frozen in the corner of my mind.

From then on, even if you see Rahat by mistake, it is not wrong to take your eyes off Palak's head. Later I found out that my relationship with Muna was broken, and a love affair started with a junior girl.

However, the day when a senior sister in the next room, everyone was preparing for suicide. Then I came to know that Aputa, who had been smiling for so long, was carrying the burden of a sin on her stomach. The man on the other side had arranged the family in his dream for so long, but in reality he refused and sat down. Even if you can accept this changed form all of a sudden, you will not be able to accept it and live a cursed life as a stigma of the society. He wanted to live after he died. He wants to give birth to hatred towards boys on that day, he wants to give birth to hatred on the invisible object called love. I stopped thinking about my father that day too. The memory of the mother who has nurtured for twenty years is the support of the father's love. How can I deny this sharp truth in front of my eyes!

Today, love, men do not have confidence in anything. The man who had become the ideal in the heart, for which we have rejected the hatreds sought to be born. That man has sunk into disbelief today. His strong pillar in his heart is broken. I stopped all communication with my father. I let Mama know that I never want to talk to her again. Although Mama said that Dad wants a chance to see me one last time. I vehemently denied the request. I have also made arrangements to run my own expenses. Two more classes at the coaching center 

My month went well in this tuition. It must be a little hard at first. Suddenly it takes a while to live such a struggling life. In my life, except for relatives, the rest of the boys are just friends. If anyone wants to leak out of it, I stop seeing his face. After talking to Labib for a few days, he sat down and offered love. Since then I have been avoiding his face. Supti smiled that day and said, 'A man is such a creature. The more he gets, the more he wants. Dibi wants to sit down and sleep. ' Supti's words are no longer ignored. His words blossomed into fresh truth to me.

The busyness is increasing day by day. Dad tried many times to meet me but could not succeed. There are many ways to talk but you have failed. I don't communicate with anyone in the house anymore. As soon as they start talking, they start the analysis by dragging the context of new mother, father, new mother's son. My body burns when I hear the word 'new mother' in their mouths. I couldn't explain much that my mother is the only one. She is my new, old, half-old mother of all kinds. No other woman can be my mother.

Although everyone claims that the son of my father's newly married wife is my brother, I will never be able to replace him with my brother. Although I need to talk to Mama from time to time, I try to avoid Mami very much. When he got a chance, Mami also started chanting near his ears and at home. On that day, Mama informed that her great aunt's daughter Tinni had died of a brain stroke. Tinni apu is quite old in my age. He has been married for four years. Didn't have a baby though. They have a very loving family. I really liked both of them. During my relationship with Rahat, I used to listen to many stories of Tinni Apu and Dulabhai. How much I love Dulabhai Tinni Apu, I used to be jealous in my mind when I saw their love.

The news of Tinni Apur's death caused a lot of pain inside. It felt worse to remember Dulabhai. This time he will go crazy in his sister's show. Supti has called for an emergency. Comes to the restaurant more than half an hour earlier. After finishing the coaching class, I ran there. Supti cried in words. Her elder sister's groom got involved in parokiya and took a girl home. He was forced to leave the family. Seeing Supti's tears, tears welled up in my eyes. I don't have the language to comfort.

Wiping away the tears, Supti said, 'You know, thirst, there is nothing more foolish than believing in a man. Their love changes for no reason. ' Supti's statement this time also has enough logic. There is no way to ignore it. As I was about to leave the restaurant, I saw Tinni Apur's groom sitting and talking with a beautiful girl. The point of her sister's departure was not just grief on her face. Seeing them, it is understood that they have a very close relationship. I passed by as if I didn't see it.

A few months later, one day I met Dulabhai and that girl in a shopping mall. Dulabhai introduced himself with a smile, 'Thirst, this is my future wife.' I forced a smile on my face and returned to the room. In a few months time, Tinni will forget Apu like this, it seems unbelievable to me but now I have to believe. Supti said, 'Men can do everything they want.' Really true.

Many years passed under the pressure of study. It has been a year since I finished my studies and joined a new job. I don't even think about marriage, if someone says I don't even go around her. There are only a few girlfriends and a few grandparents in the varsity hall. Come to my house occasionally. Working life is quite busy. When I have time, I go out to visit a few people. Freshness is needed for body and mind. It feels good to see someone's happy family. But I don't think of arranging my own family.

Suddenly one day I got into a car accident. There is a lot of bleeding. Even though everyone could not find AB negative blood, a twenty year old boy came and gave blood. Seeing Supti's Facebook post, the boy rushed to donate blood. Maya across the boy's face. When he asked for money in the name of renting a car and buying something to eat, the boy said, 'A younger brother gave blood to an older sister. Is there any reward for this again? '

After his words, any of our words are worthless. How the inside of the chest suddenly rose. Tears welled up in his eyes. Not of trouble, but of peace. When asked the name, he said, Tamal Rahman. I felt very close to the boy. I requested to go home but did not agree. I left the phone number. Said I will come home one day when I am healthy.

This is the first time an unknown boy has addressed my younger brother in this city, breaking down the walls of hatred towards the male race. Calling her big sister in her mouth made me think of the strength of family ties. I don't know anything about his family, I didn't want to know. Tamal doesn't ask any more questions because he didn't get the answer many times.

One day Tamal introduced him to his mother. Didn't say my name, just said it's my big sister. The woman is very charming. He cooked me and fed me with his own hands. I don't remember how many years ago I ate with such satisfaction. This is what a mother understands for her children. If my mother was alive, she would have fed me like that. Tamal studied in the city. His parents live in Muffsball. She has an older sister. Baba Masah Tamal also loves his elder sister very much. That's all I know about Tamal. Never wanted to know more than that. Not needed. One day Tamal is in dire need of an urgent task. Not getting on the phone, I ran to his varsity. As soon as I stepped towards his department, I saw a familiar face among many faces. All the mouths of Chirchena

My face faded and my eyes tightened. Even though I wanted to, I could not step forward. I stopped. He came forward with eye contact. Water is splashing in his eyes. That water also made my eyes water. I wanted to talk, everything is getting involved in tears. He wiped his eyes. He put the glasses in his eyes. "Did you ban my father like that?" The pig cried while saying that. I stood silently. I mean, a lot of things, but there's just a fight going on inside. No sound. I sat in a restaurant. I drank a glass of water in one breath. Dad is looking at my face. I asked, 'Why did you do that day?' Dad cried and said, 'Why haven't you asked this question for so many years?'

My eyes are watering. It is not important to think about who the people around you are at the moment Dad wiped away the tears. Sighed. "Your father has never committed such a heinous crime that his daughter will never be able to forgive him." I stared.

Dad continued, 'Tamal's mother is the wife of one of my childhood friends. Tamal's father died in an accident. Tamal's mother became destitute after paying all the debts of her indebted husband. Even if the father takes shelter in the house, that shelter does not last long. The people of Tamal's father's house refused to take their responsibility. She was forced to run to me with her son. I was the friend of Tamal's father. But I did not want to make him my housemaid Friend's wife, she deserves respect. I can't insult him for not having friends today. In this society, no matter how much a woman without a husband respects an unmarried man, it is normal for society to look down on her and look down on her. There is no other way but to decide in a hurry as I did not want to put the burden of stigma on my head while trying to help.

Hearing Tamal's name, Tamal's picture floated in front of his eyes But is this Tamal actually my brother? Dad said, 'I have committed a crime without telling you, I believe it. I didn't tell anyone else, because I didn't want anyone to try to endanger me or any of them. I had no choice but to get married. ' As soon as he finished speaking, his father started crying again. All the anger, pride, resentment, hatred that I had accumulated for so many years started dripping from my eyes. The inside of the chest began to feel light.

'You gave me such a great punishment. Don't give me a chance to tell you once. How many more years will you punish me? We are all waiting for you. I call Tamal's mother the mother of thirst. She is waiting for you every day. This is Tamal's expectation that you will return home one day. Mom, forgive me. Don't bother the old man anymore. ' Listening to my father's words, I felt very guilty inside. I looked at the side of the Thai glass with blurred eyes and saw Tamal coming forward. I hugged my father's hand and cried. "Father, forgive me, I have not understood you so far."

Dad put his hand on his head and said, 'Every day I would pray to the superior to give me a chance to talk to you once before I die.' The inside of the chest broke and tears came. Supti's words, which she had believed for so long with her tears, are also fading. A solid foundation was laid inside again for the father. A strong foundation, which will not move in the matter of fragility. 

Story: Strong foundation.