Again how much courage – love with the chairman’s daughter!
This is it, you know! But that Devuda married Niruka, meaning the chairman’s daughter. But the pressure was from Neeru’s side.
Where is the news of them suddenly? Did you meet with Neeru? Oh no! Met with Devuda.
In my chest there is a slight sound as if a fine string of a hidden harp is being twanged. I ignored those tungtangs and looked at Taru’s face with round eyes. Debashish Roy is the elder brother of Taru’s department by one year, and Neeru, the only daughter of Chairman Sir, is a year younger than Taru. Without looking at his father’s face, he hung on Devuda’s neck. Taru proudly tells the story of Debashish Roy, does Debuda lack a job? After a while it came to know that he is sitting as my boss in our company.
So or not!
But what else to say! I went to the office today and saw that the team from the head office had come for inspection. O father, he is not a team of horse eggs, headed by Debashish Roy. Devuda is surprised to see me – you are here! I also feel very surprised – I have been to the head office for many days for various tasks, but I have not heard about Devuda! At this point, the inspection came to mind, Devuda’s story does not end. He calls his wife Neeru a coward. Taru burst into laughter again. I give compliments, wow! Despite being a Muslim’s daughter, she broke the barriers and rebelled against her parents, but that Nirui was a coward!
What you said is true. Seeing Neeru, who will say that this girl can cause so much trouble! I also told Devuda – so you are not right to call him coward. Do you know what Devuda said?
I look up.
He says – you don’t know Taru, Neeru is really very timid. He has no end of fear with his soft and fluffy body like a rabbit. The nature of saving oneself in everything. So anyway, when the details of Devuda and his wife’s married life were finished, Taru said, Devuda spoke a lot about you too. He suggested watching the play. House in Shantinagar. We were asked to leave on Friday afternoon. Then in the evening the four of us will go to the play together. How many more plans have been hatched for that night of drama, Taru kept telling them all, I kept listening, but why did I feel like I wasn’t hearing anything.
Our evening to watch that play.
It’s true that day by day is getting closer, but I can’t say anything in front of Taru’s excitement – I don’t want to go to the play anymore. After returning from the office, Taru said excitedly that Debuda had a lot of talk on the phone today. Neeru is very happy to hear that we are going. All our tickets have been confirmed. Now you just have to go.
My desire to go slowly hides, folds. Where did my dramatic nature go? How many days did not go to see the play! After hearing Taru’s proposal to go to the play, at first, my whole heart jumped up. But after just these two or three days, that wish-tide went down. What is lying in the sea! With fear and fear, I look secretly and see – the pebbles of jealousy are shining across the sand. I feel very small to myself, I secretly survey Taru’s eyes and face – these pebbles of jealousy have not been noticed by him!
That Friday was a day of anxiety for me.
But as the afternoon approached, my anxiety, hesitation, shyness, jealousy all came to an end. First, there are dark clouds in the sky. Bad weather. After a while it drizzled. In my mind, the joy of the fair of peacocks, but with sadness and worry in my eyes, I say,
What will happen now Taru?
Taru is very upset. He ran to the balcony and saw the sky once and gave me a gentle push and said,
Tell me what will happen! Devudara will wait a long time.
I then wind the sails,
Wait, wait! This can leave the rain!
Are you telling the truth?
Well difficult! Am I Ganak Tagore or not? However, the rain may leave within an hour-and-a-half. That’s how it is.
Yes, it does. Then maybe they will not be given a special time at home.
But you are ready, if the rain comes a little…
And you will not be ready?
Do I need time again?
Does that mean I need time?
not at all You are wearing a covered sari and vermilion on your forehead, you are late again! But being mentally prepared, what else?
Meanwhile, daylight is running out. But there is no sign of the rain letting up. Once the house once burned the balcony, came to me and cheered, once again placed both hands on my shoulders and remembered Rabindranath – even though the evening has come to the Manda Mantra… what are you reciting…
Where does poetry come from? I feigned indignation.
Tell me what to do! Is there a way out?
Still blind, do not stop the fan!
Taru laughs and laughs.
That is your poetry recital!
No, why poetry, this rainy evening we will do drama.
Drama instead of watching drama!
What else to do! Drama is better. We are the actors, we are the audience. Again we’ll both be theater critics, what’s the harm.
What are you saying?
It’s not what it is, it’s about drama. You will be the queen, I will be the king.
Taru breaks out into a wry smile again, I say….
You will be Laili, I am Majnu. You will be Shiri…
Taru’s whole body swelled with laughter.
You will be Mumtaz, I will be Shajahan, you will be Madhubala, I will…
Pearls of laughter fell from Taroo’s face to the floor. We both scamper across the floor pretending to pick up the pearls. Have you heard the name of Shudhai Alomati by binding him with both hands?
How will the girl born and raised in Dhaka city know the name of Alomati? In that childhood, I knew Alomati from the depths of my soul, we, the village boys, bowed our heads in reverence seeing Premkumar. Now this Badal evening I propose to Taru-You be Alomati, I am Premkumar….
It was raining outside. The evening has fallen under the wings of the rain, its face is covered with a dark veil. In the meantime, we both are enjoying the drama in the rain. It is not allowed to go to see a play, it is called a drama. No acting here. All that is alive. Taru knows nothing about acting, yet in what an extraordinary manner she puts her hand on my shoulder and says,
That is Mr. Premkumar. Has the tide of your love river subsided after marriage?
Suddenly I was startled. Visible or not, I feel the whiplash on my back. I do not think, what kind of complaint! The question arose in Taru’s mind when, how! I think, but in a moment I roll myself up again and laugh,
Praneswari Alomti, did you go down to that river and take a dip and then check the tide?
Mr. Habudubu is saying what! Ever since I met you, I have been drowning in that river, Premkumar.
So or not! Then I have to say – I am there, in that river; If I dive a little deeper, a little deeper, I will meet Praneswari.
Pardon me then Prananath. From today in that abyss I…
Before I could finish the sentence, Taru came and jumped on my chest, clasping me in a tight and deep hug; Not only the lips, but my whole face filled with kisses. Who knew that this evening drama will read like this! Dad! We are in the same situation as when there is an untimely tidal wave or tornado in the sea. Both of them are waves in the river. Honestly, I have never seen Taru so aggressive, driven and active in this physical art. Coming out of the veil is like the unveiling of another youth. When the cup of desire is filled to the brim, how casually can one say again,
Today, this white bed of ours has become a tidal river, isn’t it gold!
A river is just a river. There is no river bank, no bank…
To my surprise Taru suddenly sang-
On the other side, there are clouds, there is lightning, and the river is flowing in between. I am full of joy.
I jumped out of bed. I lifted Taru on my shoulder with both hands and started dancing. I also sing out of my throat – I saw this gold picture, I have not seen it again. The pouring rain outside, the exquisite creations in the house, the play of Bailey Road, Devuda and Neeru’s invitations are all lost in the meantime. Never in our short married life did such a sweet evening come, or we could say that we could not compose another evening like that day.
But one day only on that one evening I called Taru as Sandhyamani.
four
No matter what we talked about during the night, my decision changed when I woke up in the morning. I left my Sandhyamani in Dhaka just because of the job, I took a Jessore-bound coach and went to Abhaynagar. new place Never been before. After discovering the office of our NGO, we were surprised to see the surroundings. Wherever we look, only the cultivation of flowers. Field after field – flowers and blossoms of all kinds. I have never seen so many flowers together.
Along the way, I also thought of the invitation of Jhenaidah’s colleague, but in the end I did not get the support of mind, so I did not join Jhenaidah. I went straight to work place Abhaynagar. But where to get up here? Where will I stay? Two colleagues of this office mess in a room in the extended part of the office. One of them went home with a weekend off and another two days off, the other very cordially invited – you can stay here for now, then we can make an arrangement the day after tomorrow. Entering their room, I saw beds on both sides. He showed me the empty bed and asked me to sit. I sat down and read. But inwardly I was very worried – will I spend the night lying in this unfamiliar bed in this unfamiliar house?
When I think about the night, I remember Taru.
young my freshness youth my evening bell He didn’t remember all the way, not that. I remember very much. I have quarreled a lot in my mind, and I have settled again holding both hands. The matter of quarrel is nothing else, about this one – coming or not coming to Abhaynagar. I wake up early in the morning, make a clear declaration – be it big or small, first job in life, I will join this job.
Taru looked at me through the corners of her newly awake eyes, as if she had been shocked by something incredible; Step by step, he came very close to me and asked in a slow but sharp voice – what do you mean?
What does it mean again!
No no, what you say you think?
What do you think of the baker? Got a job, do not do it? Wow! You’ve made up your mind, anyway. When it takes this valuable decision?
This is it! I could not sleep all night thinking about this. I made a decision. Taru suddenly transforms herself, says very charmingly,
You should sleep now my friend. Sound slip required.
No no, I’ll be right out.
Taru is still patient enough, playful enough,
Listen Prananath, many wrong decisions come in sleepless nights. leads to the wrong path. There is no turning back for many.
I am serious – I want to go to Abhaynagar today. I want to join the job tomorrow morning. This is my last word.
Now Taru also stood with the hood,
quite What have you decided about me?
My decisions, my advice – all are meaningless to you. Take your decision now.
ok
Taru no longer speaks. Only her clouded face moved away from mine. May I also find solace in that. But now I can’t sleep with the smell of flowers.
My colleague has been unconscious on the bed of the mess hall adjacent to the office since then. The silence of the night was broken by his strong nasal roar, and the palka wooden chowki was shaking from place to place. After turning off the light in the room, when the eyes are slightly dark, I look at the face of the newly known man and think – what do I know how unhappy he really is! He took the initiative to talk to me some time ago. He is older than me. It can be said that middle age has passed. His wife, son and daughter are all in Dumuria, Khulna. The daughter was this year’s SSC exam candidate. On the last day of the exam, the girl did not return home after the exam. His whereabouts could not be found even after searching in various possible places. He thinks the girl’s mother knows everything. The girl has grown so much after finding out about her mother, her wings have grown. He doesn’t want to go home angry with his wife.
