It is doubtful whether any other novel in the history of world literature, like the Hundred Years of Loneliness, has gained so much readership since its publication. In terms of popularity, it has become a unique example in terms of craftsmanship and industrial liberation. Not only in Spanish literature, but in the history of the whole world literature, in a single novel, history, narrative, reform, superstition, rumor, real, unreal, fantasy, fantasy, sexual incest and dreams - such a natural and incredible coexistence of everything has never been seen before.
For this reason, Mario Burgos Josa called it an overall novel (Novela Total), and Pablo Neruda called it "perhaps the greatest revelation in Spanish since Don Quixote of Cervantes after Don Quixote of Cervantes."
This legendary novel has not yet been translated from the original language in Bangladesh. This is the first time that Anisuzzaman's translation has been translated from the original. B. S.
Translation: Anisuzzaman
Serial novel. Installment 26
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This lonely widow living in the darkness of home, who at one time was a partner in all the talk of her repressed love, whose relentless attitude saved her life, has become a thing of the past. Rebecca, with her heart ashes covered in black up to her wrists, knew very little about the war. Colonel Aureliano Buendia felt as if the light coming from his bones was piercing his skin, swirling in the light of Alayar, and the still air he was taking was filled with the smell of gunpowder. The colonel began advising to reduce the level of his grief a little, to put light and air inside the cage, and to forgive the world for the death of Jose Arcadio. But in the meantime, above all things in this world. In the taste of the soil, in the fragrant letter of Pietro Crespi, in her husband's turbulent bed, after finding meaningless money, she found peace in this house, where memories were abstracted with incomparable energy, and as a result she wandered like a man in abandoned houses. Leaning back in his cane, he looked at Colonel Aureliano Buendন্দa as if he were a scene from the past. Even the news of Arcadio's return of the occupied lands to the rightful owner does not upset him in any way. - "Whatever you say will be Aureliano" - he sighed - "I've always believed, and again I got proof that you are ungrateful." Colonel Herinoldo Marquez's trial came to an end during the property rights test. All officers captured by the rebels were shot to death. The final verdict is for General Jose Raquel Moncadar. Ursula intervened - "He is the best governor ever." "Of course his heart is big and no one knows that better than you," he told Colonel Aureliano Buendন্দa. Colonel Aureliano Buendিয়াa looked at Ursula with a look of contempt: "I cannot take the responsibility of judging the prisoners into my own hands."
Not only does Ursula say that, but the mothers of all the rebels living in Makando are gathered to testify before the judges of the Court Martial. One by one, the founders of the ancient Makando, some of whom had climbed terrifying mountains, sang the praises of General Mankadar. Ursula was at the end of everyone in the row. His melancholy self-respecting appearance, importance in his name, convincing convictions and intensely emotional statements upset the balance of justice for the moment. "You took this terrible game very seriously and did it very well because you did your duty." "But don't forget that we will be with you as long as God gives us life, and no matter how rebellious we are, we have the right to take off your pants and tie them around your waist, when you disrespect us for the first time," he said. ” Her words echoed throughout the school as the pair left the venue for the debate. Hole General Jose Raquel Moncada was sentenced to death in the middle of the night. Despite Ursula's deadly rebuke, Colonel Aureliano Buendিয়াa refused to remove the sentence. Shortly before dawn, he went to see the convict in prison. "Remember, Compadre," he told him, "I'm not shooting you, Biplob is shooting you."
The general doesn't even look up to see him enter.
- "What the hell, Compadre" - replied. Since the return of Colonel Aureliano Buendia, Colonel Aureliano Buendia has not had the opportunity to look at the General. During this time he is amazed at how old he is, how his hands are shaking, how he is forced to wait for death regularly. The annoyance of pitying oneself is aroused.
"You know better than me," he said. What would you do if you were in my place? ”
General Monkada is busy wiping the thick glasses made of tortoise shell with the corner of his shirt. "Probably a factor as to why they're doing so poorly." He puts the glasses on the bed and opens the pocket watch with the chain. "What worries me" - he added - "this hatred of the military, so much war against them, and thinking so much about them, you have become one of them." And there is no ideal in life for which you have to go so low. " He took off his wedding ring and the holy virgin's ring and put it on with his glasses and watch. "If you continue like this," he concludes, "not only will you be the bloodiest dictator in our history, but you will shoot Ursula in my arms, trying to calm your conscience."
Colonel Aureliano Buendia stands motionless, and General Monkada changes the tone of his voice with his glasses, medal, watch and ring in his hand. "But I didn't call you here to scold you," he said. "I called you to ask me to send these things to my wife." Colonel Aureliano Buendia put them in his pocket.
- Is he still in Manaur?
- "Yes, it is still in Manaur," General Mankada confirmed - "the letter you sent to the same house behind the church."
"I will do it with great pleasure, Jose Raquel," said Colonel Aureliano Buendিয়াa.
When Sunil gets a breath of fresh air out of the fog, when his face is wet at the touch of a dawn of the past, only then can he understand why he has ordered the death sentence to be carried out in the courtyard instead of the graveyard wall.
- "You can bring him" - ordered.