This life is a strange journey of change from uncertain to uncertain movements. In the course of this small-scale life, one has to face many hundreds of dangers on the marginal margins of protest. I met hundreds of people. Hundreds of storms, hurricanes, catastrophes, catastrophes, cataclysms, catastrophes, catastrophes, catastrophes, catastrophes, catastrophes, catastrophes, catastrophes, catastrophes, catastrophes, catastrophes!
Sometimes joy, sometimes pain, sometimes laughter, sometimes tears. Innumerable stories and anecdotes that took place in the life of the grandson can be told at the level of memory-forgetfulness or can be said orally, those memorable words?
Yet today I will tell you a small incident of the distant past that happened in my life. Although I do not know the last part of the story. But I can tell you the beginning of this story. Although there is no love obsession in this story, no emotional moments of romance, no thrilling feelings of coming closer. Yet hidden in this story is the enchanting bond of the magician obsessed with the invisible obsession. Feelings of real love are limited. There is also the love of wanting a little in the blink of an eye, and the intense desire to come from love to love. But I don't know what the end of the story will be. I said a lot of nonsense unnecessarily,
Now I want to start the story.
That year I went for Eid shopping with my mother at the most famous shopping mall in the city. The whole shopping mall was abuzz with crowds. No one is giving anyone a chance to walk in peace. He is pushing and shoving as much as he can and is moving forward. Every now and then everyone was shopping with their loved ones in the open. And I walked around the whole shopping mall with my mom and loved the dress. But I could not find any dress in my mind. After wandering around for a long time, I found a desired dress. I immediately bought the dress and went to buy some ornaments for myself. I went to the jeweller's shop and liked some jewelry. I came in front of the mirror and looked at the jewelry later. Suddenly I saw a man staring at me from inside the mirror. As soon as I noticed the matter, I immediately looked back, but did not see anyone. But again, when I looked in the mirror, I saw the man. He then looked at me with a half-smiling face. Suddenly I was overwhelmed by such a strange event, seeing that invisible human. Whom I am actually looking in the mirror! That is not seen in reality only in the mirror. Just as I was moving away from reality, in the deep forest of thoughts, a girl came and called me. I was a little shocked by the sudden touch of the girl. Then I said calmly,
--- What happened?
--- Ma'am, you've been wearing jewelry for a long time. Will you take these ornaments?
--- Yes, you pack the jewelry, I have been paying the bill.
--- Okay ma'am.
Just as we were about to leave the shopping mall after all the shopping, I saw the man again. But this time I saw him not in the mirror but in reality. But I could not go to him, I could not talk to him a little. And he didn't even move a step towards me. Just standing at a distance, he was looking at me with fascinated eyes in obsession. What a strange look he has! Can it be expressed in language? Suddenly my mother said in a loud voice,
--- Why did Kiri Adiha stand like this? Get out of here.
Saying that, my mother-in-law took my hand and left the shopping mall with star speed. That unknown man also came with us. However, I did not have any conversation with him. Not my long conversation with him. Moments of love were not created. Only the two of them looked at each other with unblinking eyes. But I realized that we both fell in love. In the blink of an eye, I was deeply attracted to both of them. But no one could tell anyone that the heart hidden in the middle of the heartless. Even when I got in the car, I was staring at him blankly.
When the driver uncle started driving the car my mother said,
--- Shahed Bhai, stop the car for a while, you have to buy some things for reluctance.
Then my mother got out of the car and addressed me, saying,
--- This Adiha you also come with me.
--- No, mother, I'm not going anymore. You go. And yes come a little early.
As soon as my mother left, I opened the car window and looked at her. She smiled at me and said,
--- I have become yours because I wanted a little look in a blink of an eye. Can I ever forget you even if I want to? You are silent in my heart. Maybe I'll see you again, or today will be the last farewell. I waited, wait, one day you will be just me.
I am still here just for him, waiting for him. Just waiting to go to him. There are countless days of waiting. I don't know if this long moment, my long evolutionary wait, will end at all? Will I meet him? Will he make my reunion watch? Will he compose my long love Satkahan? Can I match the heart to the heart? Can the two of them merge into the deepest honeycomb feeling of love? Or the whole life has been waiting in this way, the intense fascination of waiting has to be counted!
Well, what will be the end of this story? Will this story really end? Or will this story endlessly burn my heart in eternity forever!
So far today, maybe one day I will write about you again, hundreds of thousands and hundreds of unnecessary nonsense. But I am still waiting for you. Well, are you sitting there just waiting for me? Or have you forgotten everything and started with a new partner in a new way?
He is waiting anyway, wait you too, maybe one day you will be just me. I have become yours only because I want a little look in the blink of an eye, can you ever forget even if you want that! It was good for a moment and from that love you become a man of love, you are forever mixed in my heart, in my feelings. Join me in the abyss of existence throughout my existence.
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