Love never came in life

Honestly, love never came in my life,
Two-day acquaintance then talking a little from a distance again lost like a meteor.
Honestly, I am not familiar with the word love.
Misunderstandings, arrogance again broke the mistake.
I have never had the misfortune of going for a walk with my loved ones in the eyes of my parents.

But the stars in the sky, the rain water, my relationship with them is a thousand years old.
As much anger, arrogance and resentment are all with them
The rains come from time to time and wash away all my accumulated pain.
So I didn’t need anyone else,
To be honest, love never came in my life.

Labib Adnan

Adolescence in the eyes of a teenager

Homoeo doctor Suresh Chandra Sen’s daughter got married to another doctor Babu Amar Kumar Dey. Amar Babu was an LMF doctor. He also used to go to our house on ‘call’. Drink and eat too. He himself was a diabetic. Dr. Amar Babu had a red 50cc Honda motorcycle. When I called our house, I also got a chance to climb behind Dr. Babu. I used to sit on the back of the motorcycle and hug his belly.

Dr. Amar Babu’s chambers were in Puranthana, with their own drug store. He had a long acquaintance with his father.

One of the sons of Dr. Amar Babu was named Ranjan. Fair complexion, he also drank a lot. He used to sit in the pharmacy of the old police station. Did I go to Mymensingh one day for work? There was a landy market adjacent to the big market in Mymensingh city. From that market I bought a white woolen monkey hat for one rupee. The hat was very pretty. It didn’t look old. One day I went to their shop to buy medicine with that white hat on my head. What do you think in the gap of giving medicine, he suddenly grabbed the hat from my head and took it. Despite thousands of pleas, he did not return the hat. Maybe he did it for the sake of it. But I had a hard time remembering losing the hobby hat.

Another prominent doctor in Kishoreganj was Nurul Haque Dr. His chambers were on the main road below the public library. He was the retainer doctor of our Azim Uddin High School. If the students were sick, he would go to his chamber. I also used to go sometimes. I was terrified of all allopathic doctors giving injections! Dr. Nurul Haque had a blue scooter. He used to carry various items in boxes on both sides of the back of the scooter.

One of the sons of Dr. Nurul Haque was a classmate of mine, his name was Nitu. His younger brother Pitu. I had a very deep friendship with the fair-skinned Nitu. I often went to their house with him. The house was on the other side of the railway line west of the school grounds. Home only when the railway line. There were no walls. I still remember one incident–

That day was our school’s annual sports competition. A few of us were standing on the west side of the field watching the game. Racing games were played on the west side of the field. Meanwhile, from the other side of the railway line, the screams and cries of women’s voices came to my ears. A few of us crossed the railway line and noticed the sound of crying coming from Nitu’s house. We ran. I went and saw that Nitu’s mother was on fire from the cooking stove. People from nearby houses have come and crowded. In the meantime, Nitur’s father Dr. Nurul Haque Saheb has come on a scooter. That scene from that day is still fresh in my memory. Nitu’s mother died after the fire. Dear friend Nitu has also returned to the country in less than a few years.

Adolescence in the eyes of a teenager

Homoeo doctor Suresh Chandra Sen’s daughter got married to another doctor Babu Amar Kumar Dey. Amar Babu was an LMF doctor. He also used to go to our house on ‘call’. Drink and eat too. He himself was a diabetic. Dr. Amar Babu had a red 50cc Honda motorcycle. When I called our house, I also got a chance to climb behind Dr. Babu. I used to sit on the back of the motorcycle and hug his belly.

Dr. Amar Babu’s chambers were in Puranthana, with their own drug store. He had a long acquaintance with his father.

One of the sons of Dr. Amar Babu was named Ranjan. Fair complexion, he also drank a lot. He used to sit in the pharmacy of the old police station. Did I go to Mymensingh one day for work? There was a landy market adjacent to the big market in Mymensingh city. From that market I bought a white woolen monkey hat for one rupee. The hat was very pretty. It didn’t look old. One day I went to their shop to buy medicine with that white hat on my head. What do you think in the gap of giving medicine, he suddenly grabbed the hat from my head and took it. Despite thousands of pleas, he did not return the hat. Maybe he did it for the sake of it. But I had a hard time remembering losing the hobby hat.

Another prominent doctor in Kishoreganj was Nurul Haque Dr. His chambers were on the main road below the public library. He was the retainer doctor of our Azim Uddin High School. If the students were sick, he would go to his chamber. I also used to go sometimes. I was terrified of all allopathic doctors giving injections! Dr. Nurul Haque had a blue scooter. He used to carry various items in boxes on both sides of the back of the scooter.

One of the sons of Dr. Nurul Haque was a classmate of mine, his name was Nitu. His younger brother Pitu. I had a very deep friendship with the fair-skinned Nitu. I often went to their house with him. The house was on the other side of the railway line west of the school grounds. Home only when the railway line. There were no walls. I still remember one incident–

That day was our school’s annual sports competition. A few of us were standing on the west side of the field watching the game. Racing games were played on the west side of the field. Meanwhile, from the other side of the railway line, the screams and cries of women’s voices came to my ears. A few of us crossed the railway line and noticed the sound of crying coming from Nitu’s house. We ran. I went and saw that Nitu’s mother was on fire from the cooking stove. People from nearby houses have come and crowded. In the meantime, Nitur’s father Dr. Nurul Haque Saheb has come on a scooter. That scene from that day is still fresh in my memory. Nitu’s mother died after the fire. Dear friend Nitu has also returned to the country in less than a few years.

Mother

‘Mother’ is the most beautiful word in the world! Suppose you have to eat ten days to save you. You ran away like a madman to the wife. But the wife did not agree. Then you ran away to the relatives but they also disappointed you. Finally went to the mother. Mother will tell you to delete your tears, why do not agree to eat ten days for ten days to save my Child. He is the mother. ❤️

Life of human beings

If I could float on the banks of rivers, canals and beels in this rainy season like a bird, life would be so sweet. I think sometimes, well, do these bird’s have no greed, pain, regret, depression and despair in their minds? What they hold in my little brain is that they probably don’t care about anything other than eating. If a small animal does not have frustration and depression, then I do not know any logic about these nests in human beings even though they are rational animals. Why are our brains unable to understand this simple thing even though we are such intelligent creatures? Or this situation because every fertile thing has the potential to become barren! How many human brains have finished themselves but why? A healthy normal brain is not supposed to be so infertile. There must have been an effect that the people around were unable to understand. These problems occur when the surrounding brains are also infertile. May God make our brains more fertile.

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