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“Follow me, just follow, but not along with me,” Pratiksha commended.

  “All right, I am already following the track.” Neeloy had a hazy voice.

  “We walked almost a few meters. She had a letter for me.”

  “What is this Pratiksha?” Neeloy asked to Pratiksha and he become very puzzled.

  “Nothing dear, just my mobile number. Don’t forget to call me, at least once in a week,” Pratiksha whispered.

  “A green signal.” Rishabh had one more comment.

  “Brother, you had a good luck,” I told Neeloy.

  “Yes brother, I even expected such an incident,” Neeloy replied.

  “I completely silent and very deserted when she left and I had nothing to give her except a memory. Because that moment I became an empty minded.”

  “Never try to be materialistic. It is not good and you should avoid that word. It has no meaning ahead. Give and take policy is one kind of business. One who does not expect anything by giving something is called a love, a real love never judged and expect,” it bounded me to suggest.

  “A good definition.” All of them supported me.

  A few months later…

  “My life is going very happily. 8 to 4 p.m. duty was not being good enough to me. It was beyond of my comprehension and I never wanted to lose Pratiksha by any cost. As a helpless and baseless boy, it was my duty to stable myself first. Without listening her melodious voice my days were going to be an era. I tried to contact her several times but my mind did not allow me to do so. I used one public phone to keep in touch with her. When she picked up the call, I didn’t utter a single word. She received my call by a coincident. I heard a very small word, hello! And just a hello for a while. That was my first telephonic conversation with Pratiksha. It was just ideal.”

  I was standing on the burned ashes.

  I was laughing on my shadows.

  I was feeling as I am on the top of the edges.

  I got nothing from that lonely world.

  She left me alone and never tried

  To cure my pain.

  Life itself was a pain.

  I got myself very silent and unknown.

  No one was there to understand my pain.

  No one was there to stand by my side.

  Stones on my way even closed my way.

  Why it happen to others.

  No one was guilty.

  It was to lean against wind.

  It was being difficult to survive.

  My creator was far apart

  And my life became very devastating.

  Why we live? Why we struggle?

  Why life is alone?

  Why it gives us pains?

  My almighty, you can

  Measure my pain.

  Help me to move alone,

  Alone with my all faces,

  And an endless desire

  To live with her,

  To make me fill and

  A life with her.

  “See Neeloy, it’s our life. Here, our every step is unpredictable, but we measure our each steps. Our life can suffer us if we maintain uniformity. In the races of life, some steps are obviously painful; some are harder than our prediction.” I just forwarded myself to help him and to support him.

  I realized that our life is very sensitive during at childhood, without any guidance, we may misroute at our ways, a way to dream and a way to live. We should protect ourselves from our all those evils, but we never do it anyways.

  “Pratiksha, I am feeling very alone here. Although everything is going above my expectation.” telephonic romance started.

  “Yes, same is here. I was thinking about you and to meet. You are a good human being. What about Priyanka? It was a miracle,” Pratiksha told to Neeloy.

  “She is all right here, but I am not feeling well and feeling very vacant without you,” Neeloy replied.

  “Pratiksha, I shall call you once in a week. I even want a heart to heart talk, but I am very much worry about my empty pocket. I can call you once I save my pocket money otherwise it’s not possible, but will call you sure. So, forgive for that.” That was his truth. A truth of a pure heart.

  “It’s okay dear. I can understand your problem. You don’t need to call me once in a week. You can call me whenever you get free. I will wait for it, but don’t forget to call.” That was her desire to share her feeling with Neeloy.

  “She was very much understanding.” Mr. Pintu commented again.

  “Okay, but I will miss you,” Neeloy replied.

  “Don’t worry dear and just remember that someone is here and here she is eager to hear your voice and eager to listen your few words.” Romance started. Pratiksha was expressing more.

  “Yes……………….” He became very cheering at that moment.

  “A green signal…………….that was good.” There was a pleasant smile at my face.

  “Don’t say, I had just Rs.15 in my pocket to call and wanted to talk more.”

  “It happens,” I said to Neeloy.

  “See Neeloy, I don’t have any idea about love, a love with someone and in most of the cases girls do not offer firstly. I can say that you were so lucky. Really, you were very lucky. She will never forget you. Have a good life ahead.”

  “I shared my feelings about seven minutes and it seemed like a few seconds but although I was happy with all those warm feelings. She wanted to suggest me something, but I had to stop my sharing by my condition. That moment was a good enough.”

  “Brother, are you sleepy now?” Neeloy asked to me.

  “Not at all. You can proceed.” I became sleepy with my drowsy eyes. He needed my help.

  “I had to wait one more week to share my feelings and was not being save my pocket money. It was looking so odd if I ask more to my grand father. He was even alone with us, but we had a good understanding.”

  “So, when did you disclose it with your friends?” I asked to Neeloy.

  ‘’Firstly, I hesitated to disclose it with anyone.”

  “Why?”

  “I don’t know why they treated me differently?”

  “I don’t know who I am! And my destiny.” Suddenly he becomes emotional.

  “I expected a care, a care from my parents, a moment with them, a distance to walk, a shadow to live, a demand to fulfill. Besides me, I had two more lives. I had no faults.”

  “But Neeloy, you should not disrespect our Almighty. He created us like himself. Not a single one is happy here, all have some burdens and all are unhappy. Our wants are unlimited. We human beings have a wish to rise above the extreme. Respect your Almighty, respect your life and love and accept what are you getting and move for the best for the sake of friendship.” It was my duty to suggest and advise.

  “Hero, you had done a good job.”

  “You know brother…as a baseless, I am still happy with my dear ones. I realized it inside and hid it from my present and hid it from my outside family and world. Everyone liked us and they liked and loved on our good mankind. We had a good formality towards them.”

  “That was enough for a human being. Everyone expects it and we should maintain that spirit,” I said to Neeloy.

  “What about your friends? What they said about your love life?” I asked him with an anxiety.

  “Everyone was cheering themselves. They triumphed, when I disclosed it. They clapped and dance. ”

  “Neeloy, did they support you?” I asked to Neeloy.

  “Yes brother, all of them supported me on my condition. But how long? There was a big problem.”

  “What was that problem?”

  “A communication problem, I faced one communication trouble. I had no cell phone. I will never deny, they offered their cell phone for my use. And I even agreed to use their cell phone whenever needed, but I was being very selfish. I didn’t want to public my love. I had urged a favor to my grand father.”

  “Grandpa, I got a part time job.”

  “Job? Who gave you?”

  “Did I reque
st you ever?”

  “But grandpa ... try to understand.”

  “Better you concentrate yourself on studies. Cell phone is not necessary.”

  “Neeloy! Now you become a young. You should at least consult. Moreover, I am still alive.”

  “Grandpa I needed your permission. That was a surprise.”

  “Okay okay, you can do it, but only at free time.”

  “Thank you grandpa, thank you very much. Don’t worry grandpa; it is just for two hours.”

  “It’s all right. But what about salary?”

  “Just fifteen hundred.”

  “Okay, but care of your studies ahead.”

  “He loved me very much and that’s why he did not deny my proposal.”

  “You know brother Rupees fifteen hundred was being sufficient to keep my contact with Pratiksha and to bear my educational expenses and even my daily expenses. I had no tuition teacher like my other friends. I often used older books for the same. It helped me on my side.”

  “Neeloy, you are very much understanding.”

  “Thanks brother. I was bounded by my some burdens.”

  “There were so many girls in that institution. I was being a very funny young teacher and was very young. I was very shy at my classes, but that job was very satisfactory. The director of that institution fully impressed on my works. I extended my tuition classes from two to three hours in a day. I had no more interest to gossip with my friends. ”

  “Yes Neeloy, gossiping is nothing but a useless and worthless job.” I agreed with Neeloy.

  “Leave it Neeloy. Tell me what happened next?”

  “Sure brother. I am explaining….”

  “You know brother?”

  “What?”

  “My love began on her 20th birthday.”

  “Wow! She was very lucky and a good gift by the Almighty,” I told to Neeloy.

  “But brother, I had a funny job………….”

  “What and how?”

  “It was so memorable and my pocket was being empty. It was feeling very bad and was thinking about our poverty. Why I am poor? Why I am alone without them? Why they left me alone?”

  “Please Neeloy, don’t say like that. Don’t say poor yourself.”

  “She even invited me to visit their place on her 20th birthday. I was little bit confused because I had to ask my grandpa and on the other hand I had no one familiar there and it was going very difficult to me to stay at a hotel. With such circumstances I wanted to visit their place. I can say that I failed to attend her birthday party, with my empty hand and with empty mind and started to draw her one picture alone near a pond. I drew her one shaded picture and on that day I posted her picture with one birthday message and just after sixteen days, I got her one letter at my grandpa’s hand. He did not ask me anything about that letter and didn’t open it.”

  “Wow! Poem! So romantic it was!” I had my support.

  “There were more enough words to realize how much she likes and loves me. That letter is still with me at my safety place. I received her letter just one day before of the Valentine day. It touched me very much and my heart. I realized, we are made for each other.”

  “Dear brother, can I explain you about that letter?” Neeloy asked to me.

  “Why not. You can explain me. Don’t you trust me Neeloy?”

  And was enjoying that letter……………….

  “Hi Dear, how are you? Hope you all are all right there. We are pulling well and feeling very alone and even the rain did not stop. It’s a rainy day and thanks for your message. I really appreciated your words and your expression. You know what? I did not expect it because I thought you are not seriously making it. But after my mother called me that I have a parcel then suddenly one name came in my mind. And it was you. I like true friends besides my someone. From today onwards, I don’t want to keep any secret to you because you are my good friend. Okay, before we go to the serious relationship and a friendship, let’s build a good understanding and get to know each other very well. I know that everything is possible, if you try to accept it by heart. I am a very typical one. I love chocolates, watching TV and reading pocket book. I am a dreamer and a keeper. Every time my friends give me a little thing. I kept it already. Neeloy, before I forget here’s my picture, sorry if it is small. Next time I send a bigger size. I don’t want to be a droplet but I can wipe your tears and can wipe your face but I am very unlucky.”

  “She is in love.” Neelon guessed.

  “It was a good and very innocent explanation,” I told to Neeloy.

  “But brother, I was happy with her feelings. I had no tears on my eyes and it already dried by sorrows and let it wet again.”

  “But Neeloy, one thing I can say, she was a good one, good at mind. I have no words. I don’t know what my Almighty want?”

  Pratiksha’s poem……

  The birds and the bees,

  The flowers and the trees,

  Are all the things I noticed?

  The day I feel in love with you,

  The life was a struggle,

  The heart was empty,

  Was filled with love and joys.

  The life, which blossomed into pure love for you,

  The pure love which blossomed into

  Eternal undying love for you.

  It’s the reason, which keeps me going

  Through this life which lives for you.

  Through the rough patches of life,

  Never had I expected.

  A hand to lead me through,

  As a guiding light.

  The hand was yours

  And the guiding light was you.

  At a time, when there was none

  For me in sight, you were always the one who

  Made me laugh out loud.

  And it was then that I sighed.

  “Is this the god given love?”

  and now I know that is

  and will be forever,

  the god given love which the almighty

  bestowed on us.

  And today, on this day of love,

  I thank you my love;

  For being my best friend,

  My soul mate and my mentor.

  The person who made me know

  What true love is!

  And what loving means.

  And on this sacred day,

  I promise on my heart and soul,

  That through every phases of our life

  We will always be together

  And face every situation,

  Whether happy or sad.

  With this strength:

  Which makes us one!!?

  HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!

  “Brother, my mind even expected to give her something and she impressed on my art.”

  “Did you draw it yourself?” Pratiksha had a very funny question ahead.

  “Yes, it’s true. I am very weak in drawing. I don’t know how it becomes so good. There was a miracle,” Neeloy commented on his art.

  “No Neeloy, trust me. It was good,” Pratiksha replied.

  “No, I am not all. I think it was god’s mercy and it was done by willing of god himself.””

  “You know brother, what I did?” Neeloy asked me again.

  Neeloy was being a new face to my life. I never saw such his smile earlier. Pratiksha was fully impressed. As a human being my voice choked with tears, when he was explaining about that new creation. It really good to see when an undemanding and unexpected object triumph. God even smile when such happens to his children.

  And by time, Neeloy became very busy. He gave his first salary to his grand father…

  “Grandpa, we are still using public telephone. It is really very irritating to disturb our neighbors, mostly night calls. Grandpa, if you have no objection then I had one suggestion.”

  “What was that?” his grandpa asked.

  “One mobile phone.”

  “Yes, my cute boy. But Neeloy, mobile phone is very much expensive.”


  Neeloy almost convinced his grandfather.

  “No grandpa, I will bring one very simple handset. I swear that I will never misuse it.” His grandfather, agreed on that proposal.

  “Yeeeeee……”

  “Love you grandpa…love you very much….muwahh…….”

  “God bless you son.”

  “But brother, suddenly my mind becomes changed. I was playing with my restless mind. I did not realize whether I can afford it or not and I hid it from Pratiksha and it is obviously more advantageous than a public one.”

  “Yes Neeloly, sometime it is very expensive. It is very expensive when you make some worthless calls. Misuse of mobile phone can effect badly, but you can’t disuse it.” I had a comment.

  Use your handset whenever needed. With my salutation, that’s my one humble request to our teenagers.