A Short Story-Zebra crossing

Wrote by Saiful Alam

 

A Short Story-Zebra crossing 

- You pushed me?

- So you think?

-Yes! The more I press, the closer you are to my body!

I am like your daughter.

Mobinur Rahman sighed as if it was the beginning of this afternoon. He was watching the girl standing at the zebra crossing very carefully.

The age of the baby girl will be approximately twenty-seven.

- What's your name?

-Is it important to know the name?

- Hmm, it's very important! If I knew the name, I would have said - Put a mask on Laboni's face;

Not on the chin.

-Wonder! How did you know my name?

-All coincidences! By the way Laboni I'm going to walk I don't want to argue with you-Sorry.

- You bastard!

Mr. Mobin was walking away; it was unbelievable that such an ugly word came out of the mouth of such a beautiful girl. He turned back again.

-Laboni! Do you have enough money in your purse? If not, I will give it!

-Give me!

Laboni let go of the hand, I want to see what the old man does now.

Mobinur Rahman took out a note of five hundred takas from his wallet and handed it to Laboni.

-Buy Colgate Mint Flavor Paste from a Good Shop; Brush Your Teeth Twice a Day-Night

Breathe, and the heart will be cleansed.

Donate the extra money to an elderly beggar begging on the sidewalk.

In a fit of rage, Laboni started shouting so loudly that her screams made a small noise at the zebra crossing on the opposite side of the Sheraton.

Mr. Mobin does not like the crowd.

He hurried into Ramna Park,

A lot of time has been wasted.

Today is the 3rd falgun!

Lonely afternoon!

Cuckoo is calling outside!

Why does the cuckoo call only in spring?

Mobinur Rahman sitting in the office of Paribagh.

Lately, his business is in recession. Nowadays interior design business has collapsed.

All the Google goes down the interior design; then the house is decorated with a little rubbing! How straightforward it is nowadays all the people.

He is getting a little sleep. It is not bad to get a little sleep in the office divan.

Mobinur is blindfolded while keeping his mobile in vibrate mode. Suddenly the phone rang. He saw the mobile screen.

Unknown number! Mobinur Rahman does not want to pick up the phone from an unknown number at this moment.

The phone is ringing. Is the human civic sense slowly disappearing or not?

Not holding the phone means that the desired person is not in the position to hold the phone - you don't need to study much to understand this little thing. He picked up the phone with a lot of annoyance.

-Hello!

- Mobin brother, I am Laboni!

-Which Laboni?

- Remember that zebra crossing!

-Hmm!

- Why are you saying, brother? Aren't you equal to my daughter? You said it! Where did you get my number?

- Hee-hee-hee comes to the office first, then I'm talking!

- Do you know my office?

- Come first, then that.

It is as if a fairy has come down to the office of Paribagh. Laboni is wearing a basanti colored shirt today! Why does the girl look so beautiful today?

- What will Labani eat? Tea, coffee, or other?

- In the afternoon, I didn't eat anything. I'm very hungry.

Hahahaha!

Mobinur sat up straight with Montu Mia ordering two half Kachchi.

- Tell me my number, where did you get the office address?

-Remember Mobin Bhai also gave your visiting card to the beggar when he was begging for five hundred takas from his wallet.

- No, I didn't notice! And Mobin bhai, Mobin bhai won't do it, Laboni! I feel uncomfortable.

- Hee-hee-hee! Bought Colgate paste with your money and saved three hundred and fifty rupees.

I spent it. You asked an elderly beggar to donate;

There are no more beggars in this city than me at the moment!

- What's your problem, Laboni?

-Mother died at an inopportune time!

Dad remarried.

I got angry and finished my studies at my younger aunt's house.

Everything was going well.

One day Ahsan Sahib, the brother-in-law of my younger aunt, rushed to me and proposed marriage to me! I fell from the sky!

- You are my uncle's brother, besides you are married!

-Uncle's brother and uncle are not the same things Laboni! You know my wife is paralyzed in bed today

For a long time. No problem, we do not seem to live long after marriage!

- How do you know your wife will not live long?

Mr. Ahsan gave a mysterious smile;

There was something like that in the smile, my blood froze for fear. I discussed the matter with my aunt, how indifferent the aunt also showed.

I understood what I meant.

Being the only child of a parent is a dangerous thing. In this vast universe, I am now a lonely, very lonely human being. I have no one anywhere. If I could get a strong hand;

Hard as iron, I would cross the rest of the path effortlessly holding that hand.

-Laboni! It is a great pleasure to be alone! Haji Muhammad Mohsin lifetime unmarried,

He was a lonely man forever.

He has enjoyed loneliness with joy. I am trying too; do you know that I am alone like you?

Laboni is looking at Mobinur Rahman with deep affection.

The color of the skin is like raw yellow. The face is quite elite. The hair of the head is raw.

Laboni has rarely seen such beautiful raw mature hair.

-Laboni! Will you get married?

-Who?

At that time Montu Mia came and called

-Sir food has been served.

- Let's eat Laboni.

- Didn't you tell anyone?

-I'll say; let's not eat before.

After eating and drinking, Laboni washes her hands in the basin and says - Mobin bhai didn't say but….

I'm going. If I get a hand as strong as yours, it will not be bad!

-Stupid! Just stupid!

-This is the secret of calling you, brother!

Mobinur Rahman was worried.

Why is the girl behaving so randomly?

-The more I know about you, the more surprised I am! - What do you know about me?

- When the time comes, I will say another day; your established Mobin Orphanage in Gazipur!

Mobinur Rahman sat down on the sofa. Laboni studied journalism, joined any newspaper or TV or not? I see this girl will leave her playing twelve.

So many recluse Mobinur wants to bring public!

Mr. Mobin doesn't want this bohemian, introverted life to end.

Is it worth mentioning that he has spent a lot of his wealth in the service of the destitute, helpless, and orphans?

What peace in this service! Ah! What a heavenly bliss!

The intoxication of getting people's love is more terrible than the intoxication of opium!

This intoxication did not allow Mobinur Rahman to be worldly. He does not have a house but he has a huge roof; eternal blue sky, innumerable constellations, they glitter the interior as he wishes!

- Mobin brother! I went to Allah Hafez.

Mr. Mobin raised his hand and said goodbye.

In the air of the pedestal fan, the veil covered with Labani's basanti colored veil was removed a little. What a sweet smell the office is smelling now!

Today is the third Thursday of the month!

He spends this day with the orphans of Mobin Orphanage. He leaves Dhaka in the morning calling crows.

After breakfast in the morning, lunch in the afternoon, and dinner in the evening, he returned to Dhaka with heavenly contentment.

Laboni is supposed to have lunch this afternoon! Mr. Mobin himself has invited her. There is still an hour left for lunch.

He became restless inside, waiting for two more guests.

One is sure to come; another will come?

Mobinur Rahman, Mr. Iqbal, Mrs. Iqbal and Laboni had lunch with many orphans.

Not a rich food, white rice, vegetables, lentils, and beef. What is the secret to making this simple food so much fun?

Iqbal couple, Laboni and Mr. Mobin are sitting in the office room of Mobin Orphanage!

Laboni turned her face away.

How embarrassed and ashamed Mr. Iqbal looks.

-Laboni! Can you recognize the gentleman?

Absent Laboni didn't seem to hear the word. Mr. Mobin left the chair and stood up. Laboni is crying silently!

Tears are more tears - the girl is going through a difficult trauma.

The death of her mother, the marriage of her father, the marriage proposal of uncle's married brother, has only left Laboni without a friend.

-Labani!

- Hmm. Didn't you greet your father?

- Where did you pick up this gentleman?

- You accidentally left an envelope full of my CV in my office that day!

According to your NID, the father's name and address were given there!

The address could not be denied on a little paper; how to deny the blood relationship?

I ran-as is my nature.

I found the house on Mohammadpur Iqbal Road! I had a long talk with your father on the roof, I found out that they do not have any children. The gentleman cried a lot;

Your new mother lady is a very friendly person!

He kept saying, "This separation between father and daughter is for me! Please send Laboni home, even if you leave me alone."

Understand Laboni! Marriage is not a sin.

Your father is married; he has not done anything else. No matter how much you love dad Iqbal, you have to leave him for a while

The body of a solid banyan tree called father was lying alone in the empty room.

There is no one to see him in this world who knows him forever! The matter is very inhuman.

That day I told you to comfort me - I am the only person in this world!

I lied - I lied that day on purpose! I am not alone in my world; I have hundreds of children!

This is Orphanage, I am the father of all those who is orphans and helpless; of course, I am not the biological father!

To be the father of so many children, I had to get married a lot - right?

Laboni giggled and laughed.

Mobinur Rahman stopped talking.

Is anyone standing behind Laboni at the moment?

What a beautiful smell is coming from behind! Laboni took a deep breath and filled that chest. It is a very familiar smell.

Spread your hands behind your back and hold two strong hands on your head!

-Dad! Why are you crying? I left you with pride. Why did you leave?

- I could not go to break your pride in fear and shame that day!

Mr. Iqbal's voice came.

In the late afternoon, Mobin Orphanage called out to the cuckoo.

- Once upon a time, in the river of love, fear and shame fell, ma'am!

Thanks to Almighty I got you again. Thank you, Mr. Mobin, thank you.

U!

Mrs. Iqbal is a shiny bronze decorator in her hand

Sprinkling rose petals from the flower pot in Laboni's eyes!

Sprinkling is sprinkling; there is no name to stop!

Tears in Laboni's eyes, a smile on her face.

-Mom! You would have stopped. My beautiful hair will be tangled!

 

The End