Father admitted to hospital. Only mother and younger sister in the house. Father, the only earning member of the family. Nowadays, the father is going through a severe crisis in getting sick. I can not do anything like that. Just in the second year of honors Then, I am running around and working for this job. Completion of graduation and where thousands of young people are being wandering for employment, not getting it. It is very difficult to find my job in the absence of honors. Then I'm trying to get a job.
Meanwhile, the younger sister saw that along with Ammu, the college's three-month salary is still pending, her test in front. A notice from the college has to be given before the examination.
There was two money in my pocket. After listening to these, we left the house. I saw an eight-year-old boy in Bero, standing in a small child's lap. I went a little closer to the walk. The boy was still crying. Not the boy that I'm seeing new in this front of the house. From that little boy he came here, but his mother was with then. Today, only the boy, and a small child in his lap. I do not know the boy's name. But I call him as Sangram Saha. There is a story behind this name and a story. I'll say it any other day. Stay there a little mystery.
When I went near to ask the reason for the struggle, I started crying myself and crying. Let me take care of myself, let's eat something good with you in the shop that is in front of the struggle. The boy has not eaten for two days, he did not have anything in his own belly except water. After going to home, she got some food for her younger sister. The daughter of struggle is her sister. Age will be a little more than a year.
By taking two pockets in a pocket, with promise of feeding good food to struggling ... whenever you go to sit on a chair in an upmarket restaurant; Right then my eyes fell on the back table. I saw Mira sitting. My identity with Mira long After a long time, I wanted to talk to him in a normal way! Apart from the intense desire of the mind, we took the struggle and sat on the next table. Mira probably did not see me. If you could see, it would have been right to speak.
Calling on one of the shoppers, I said, give some food to my brother. The man looked at me in a strange way and took food. I started thinking I was only two pocket in the pocket, after eating food, bill does not seem to come down a hundred bucks. Just wondering where the money will be, then Mira stood in front. Looking at one's eyes I looked once, took my eyes away. Sit down beside me. I'm looking outside.
How are you Masood?
Alhamdulillah, I'm fine. Are you good
Yeah, I'm fine. What are you doing nowadays? where are you ? That day I went to your mess, one said you left the meshes! What happened?
Waiting for work, yes; I left the previous mes. Now I'm in a relative's house. Nothing has happened, I'm pretty sure about parents and sisters. What are you doing
I'm not doing anything for the sake of education. You can see the look of despair in your face! any problem ?
I'll take some money, Mira. Can you give
Of course! If you asked for money, I do not think that! Need to say how much money?
Give me two hundred rupees. I'll give it later.
Two hundred rupees! What to do Have you brought the boy sitting beside you to feed some, and you do not have money in your pocket! is not it ?
Yeah, right. If you do not have money, it will be wrong, there are two money.
Whatever you eat, I'll give you the bill. Do not worry about the money.
Two hundred and eighty rupees came out on the street outside the bill. Mira and a little later came along with me.
Mira can do another benefit?
Tell me, what to do for now. You did not ask me any help for myself. Do not say that today and who wants to.
Can you buy a milk packet?
Come on. Go to the shop
I bought a milk packet with 250 rupees and handed it to me in the struggle, which the bat. No more crying. With this packet, you can feed your sister for a few days.
The struggle went away. Whenever I want to talk to Mira for the purpose, pulling my hand with the indication that I was silent, and handed me some money in my hand.
In response I said, 'Let us reach home!' Mira seems to have eaten a little violet. I can not believe that I told him to reach home, I can not believe it again!
