'Five or five years have passed, like a mother never once did anyone,' Dad, are you eating? '
While talking about this, Jagadal stone should be echoed by Mohammad Ali. Talking about the shadowless life of the mother, the eyes of the eye were just fluttering, it was said to tears by the throat, Tanna flows in Taslima Akhter's eyes.
Mohammad Ali sitting in one corner of the bed A small reading table next to him. Taslima standing near the table and Taslima. Ali's tenth class sister Unknowingly, he was listening to his brother.
The two siblings are in the rented accommodation at the Dormomara area on the CRP Road in Savar. They lost their only shelter mother in Savar's tragic accident. How many of these years have they had to face adversity in the life of mourning? On 17th April went to meet them, listen to siblings' nighttime.
Mother, Mohammad Ali and Taslima's mother Rumija Begum came to their rescue. After losing the father in 2010, the mother was all about me. He himself suffered, but did not understand the two children any day. But the mother's trouble was once understood by 24-year-old Mohammad Ali. So, in the hope of earning something extra, took a job, gave up the study.
All was well. Relaxation in the world. Mohammad Ali wanted to do something himself. Mama told the store to give the shop. But mother wanted to start studying Ali. Ali was admitted to the eighth grade after the mother's words.
'But not everyone's happiness is in the forehead', said Ali. We know the sadness of his happiness. That day on April 24, 2013, At nine o'clock in the morning, nine-storey building named Rana Plaza collapsed on Savar bus stand. In this incident, the death of more than thousand people, including workers of five garment factory factories, occurred. One of them Mohammad Ali-Taslima Akhter's mother Rumiya Begum He used to work in a garment factory named New Wave Bottom Limited. Mohammad Ali received the mother's body on the day of the accident
After leaving Mother for the last time, their life went on stopping them. Ali said, 'My world has become shaky. When the familiar house seemed unknowingly. '
Their life has begun to continue in the course of time, but the wounds, the mourning of losing the mother, is still wandering, many memories with the mother being screaming. These memories should be encouraged by two siblings.
