Mother's face on the window

After a long time, I wonder! When going to Dhaka from Bagerhat, living near Rupsa Ghat, the fatigue of the night almost disappeared, so the sleeping eyes opened so long. If the ferry is on the other side, why are you still not coming? However, the uncertainty of the Aricha-Daulatdia ghat and the ferries related to ferry to the Padma has reached the banks of the Rupsha river, so much so that now the eyes of the bus are covered with eyes. It does not happen. When will the bus stay longer?

If you go beyond the known geography of the unknown. Especially in that morning, the low-level tree and the fields on the low street, there is still some accumulation of nishi dew; Due to the rainy season, wet paddy is raised in Ashwin, somewhere in the middle of the field is the shrimp girth on one side. Coconut-betel and two palms are standing on one foot in each house's borders. Shortly after coming to Kantakhali, the bus will move to the left. Then how much is the path! The two-way nature of that path is the same. The leaves are green in color, dark green or dark green! Next to the side of the roadside is the salt color of the pagar water in the middle of the field. Yes, salt color; That is, the water is thick and dark, it is understood to be heavy. See these things in such a way that they have not been seen for so many days.

I'm back Still, it is not necessary to say, Rupsha bridge was not. Let me write back to the house. Besides, everybody in the house would have known that the boy would come in different charity holidays. But there was no directive to return home in the father's letter, but the mother's letter was written, leave the house when the holiday!

But, we do not even think, why it would have been possible to cross the Rupsa river! The familiar nature of the four sides He has left me a lot of days, now my university knows the daily boundaries Friends and classmates there. If necessary, go to Dhaka city. There are also friends in school life. This kind of nature is awakening me, is this auspicious land which is known as its known land? Or going to mother? In my letter to my mother, I will come today. I know the mother is standing before the light blooming window. When will I see my rickshaw! Sometime back in the morning, that is still dark, and sometimes it gets up. But always before reaching home, I saw the mother looking at the window.

But the day when I left it? Had to go The way many people have to go. The afternoon of April is still clear today. The sun was poured out in the west long ago but did not spin. I'm made of the box. Five o'clock in the afternoon at 5:30. After coming out of the house, I realized that the light of day will be around one and a half hours.

But the rickshaw falls on our road to the streets, I remember my mother's face. I have said goodbye to my mother, 'mother, come.' The way I said before going to school or college. But while coming, the mother understood that this boy goes to read, that this is going out of the house, and maybe he will not return like that. My father, along with me, is going to stand in the front of the stadium to the nightstand of the night coach. Nobody comes to friends to meet there. At that time we used to come to Dhaka in a couple of matches. Someone will come here to reach them with whom I will go today. There will be a little chat on the bus stand for some time. It will be known then, who are coming out of the country who are coming out of the day

These days also end one day. Then someone returns home, most do not return. Spreading in different places on the question of livelihood. There is a change in the rules of life. Then arranged for him to return home. If this means returning to the house, return to my mother, there is always the tension between her and her friends, I can easily understand that many people will be together with me. So very normal. Returning to the familiar neighborhood of villages, from villages where people go to distant cities, sometimes they can be seen for a few days. There they meet with family, relatives, friends who are there. A question in almost everyone, when did he come? The next question, when will you go? That means that this man is now a stranger here. However, just opposite to the mother. The child has come to the mother, but when she wants to go, the mother will say, and from two days. If there is a chance to go away, before coming to the end of the day, you will not have to say another day?

So, if you return home, return to the mother, if you see 'the face of the mother gets entangled with the importance of all the misery', then the highways and the waterways are mismanaged, and after seeing the face, fatigue, and hardship everyone goes after it. So sometimes it seems that after the crossing of Rupsha river my senses would have been awakened, for the untimely pleasure of returning to the same nature at the same time, at the same time a mother would meet her, and she was sitting for the path, too! That's what happens to two-and-a-half decades ago. But for the last 15 years, the subject has turned a little bit over for the mobile phone.

Reaching the house, asking for mom, have difficulty in the way?

I would say, 'No, there has been a lot of time for the ferry series in Archie.'

'Khitees at night?'

'Huh. Rice with hilsa fish (or ferry).

'Why is your face like dry dried?'

What is the answer to this question? Does any child know? Mother, all the junta. Everyone knows the face of the boy. Maybe the roads are being made from Rajbari to Jessore, or from Jessore to Khulna, there can not be two eyes in the whole night. Or, the bus has been tired Pancer twice. Or, in the Rajbari Jhenaidah little accident has happened to our bus, or has happened. But what she needs to worry about mother now, she said, I have come home. But still cannot be silent.

'No, it's so.'

'So when it is late, after eating in Jessore, it will take some tea and biscuits.'

The idea is that maybe the thoughts of all Bengalis are dry, the face becomes dry, or the reason for dry mouth is that the boy is hungry. But I can understand that mouthpieces are some dry, this condition in the way of fatigue.

By the time sitting in front of the handball. Mom is going to make tea for that dawn in the morning.

And if the bus is too late, then what can be said in response to the mother's anxiety. Although the mother says, 'Today is the end of tension, why you are so late to come. How long does it go and I go to the window, I understand that you come. I think, is there anything on the path? (The mother will not say accident or accident. The 'some' are inside it, do not even think of bringing it in the mouth, do not even remember it), then your father did not come to the bus station after listening to the bus. What has happened in the Ghat?

I know, even after knowing the voice, standing in front of the window was definitely not a pause. By hearing, the face of mine seems dry rather than me. Why do you think that the mother did not sleep properly all night?

The first thing to come after putting tea on the water, 'wash your face.' Dress up discount The way the dust. '

I know, if you do not come back to the mother early to obey this order, then you can find me in another house. Call and bring in front. Biscuits and teacups are sitting in front of the front. In these months, I will see what has changed. If he is healthy, he will not speak. But if it is lean, it will say, 'You're a little dry! Do not eat nowadays? Or the whole day is just empty? '

At other times maybe I would say with a flap, 'What is that?' But this is just now, can we say this now? Besides, after leaving the house for the last few years, it has been learned that the observation will continue. If you eat, then you know how to eat. So if you sit down to eat, one more piece or a fish to say, 'If not eat, do not eat! These days, Icho home, eat more! '

Two days If this is the week or fifteen days of holidays, yet these two days. Two days do not grow in any way. Perhaps they did not grow for two days when they came away for many days and still returned to their mother. Although it is now true for me in two days, it is literally true to me. It is sometimes increased one week. More than it does not have to be close to the mother. That's not even a chance.

But returning to my mother, it's almost the same. However, due to the welfare of mobile technology, the mother does not have to worry about it. On the other hand, the system has turned upside down. As far as the house goes, sometimes the phone comes, where is now? Why is it so late? How long will it take? If there is a need to reach noon, then the mother will not be eating. If you call me, the mother will be late to reach me, you do not eat. The man is not the man to hear. If you know how to reach the very morning, then the phone is late, and how long?

The desire to know the child is revealed to be revealed. Again, I'm going to kill Mother. The mother never gets older. Never get to understand It seems to me that the path of the house is still not known right now. So he has to ask where his son is there and how he knows. May be able to see the mother standing in front of the window, son's childhood, and adolescence. Why not come from school. The evening is still not playing back, why? Mother thinks, the boy still has so much. Only the front comes to comfort!

And I, too, do not return to the house, the young boy or young man! Mother's face was in front of the window to my eyes. If you are late for a while! If you remember coming back to Mar, the mouth that does not hit the window in any way. As soon as I see him, he does not smile, but the eyes which got caught up in the eye can never be forgotten!

So, returning to the mother means, as you find yourself in your own nature, as well as seeing that face! The fact that I have from my childhood until today! It will not change any day!