Easy Way To Integral Calculus

  “So sad for you,” Neelon said to Mr.Pintu.

  “Hey Rishabh! What happen? Why are you crying my cute brother?” Mr. Pintu asked to Rishabh.

  “Why both of you are crying? Did I hurt you brothers?” Mr.Pintu was requesting.

  “No, we are not crying,” both of them are jointly replied.

  “Don’t cry, Okay. You can cry but, how long?” Mr. Pintu asked.

  “Please never cry, at least in front of me. We don’t have to cry. We have to save our tears for someone who has a great role to our lives.” Mr. Pintu requested to them to stop their tears.

  “You are really a man of honor,” Neelon announced.

  “But what about you Rishabh,” Mr. Pintu asked to Rishabh.

  “See, your explanation was so sound. I have no such any experiences

  On such relationship. One thing, I often realize that we middle class members are the best. At least you can realize the word what life is! What is its meaning? Anyone can realize and feel about the word love. We do struggle. We do struggle for food, cloth and shelter in each moment but there is a peace behind those struggles. Our tomorrow is always uncertain. The word comfort is out of our dictionary. We always try to search that beautiful word. We are always innocent due to our poverty but we can never realize that we are happy. But, we always maintain a smile on our face. We can realize the warm of the Sun. We can realize how it is impossible to walk with necked leg. We can never asleep properly. We are always awakening,” Rishabh explained.

  “You are simply genius. I salute you Rishabh,” Mr.pintu was being appreciated.

  “Even I can realize the word love. I can realize how beautiful it is! It is beautiful when someone is there to walk with you and stand by your side but I don’t want to taste such fruits,” Rishabh said to Mr.Pintu.

  “But why?"Mr. Pintu asked to Rishabh.

  “Because our family is ahead. I love my family. My mother is alone without me and my sister is still innocent. I have no such strength left to make such relationship and to make someone special.

  My mother is so special to me and I want to live with them always. I don’t think that love can make me fill,” Rishabh replied.

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  “It was enough today. So, let’s enjoy. No more tragedy. Let’s go somewhere”

  “Yes Rishabh, you are right. We must go somewhere. ”

  “Yes guys, we must enjoy, enjoy your youth…he he he……………..,” Neelon was cheering for the announcement.

  Neelon, Risahbh and Mr.Pintu were being good friends. They often visited lonely places and even churches and temples. All of them had some week ness on mythology. Neelon, was being a very unpredictable character and a fully determined fellow. His words were so rigid like iron. No one even tried to break his own words.

  All of their words were so common. All of them were maintaining a good humanity.

  “Neelon, did you ever enjoy your school life,” Mr.Pintu asked to Neelon.

  “Yes, Partially,” Neelon replied.

  “At my School age there was a lot of excitement.”

  “Did you ever dream something special at your School age,” Mr. Pintu asked to Neelon.

  “Yes, during my School age I just tried to touch and feel my goal, everyone must have some dream and me too had a dream,” Neelon replied.

  “You are correct,” Mr.Pintu replied.

  “Even my School age was going very smoothly up to my seventh standard,” Neelon explained to Mr. Pintu.

  “Was they’re being any such tragedies?” Mr.Pintu again asked to Neelon.

  “We have almost a similar tragedy.”

  “Yes, but almost different tragedy,” Neelon replied.

  “What was the tragedy? Could you please explain to us?” Rishab asked Neelon.

  “The tragedy was that my own aunty was expired leaving her nine months old daughter and a three years old son. Both of them were being living with our family and my father was the eldest son of his family. I did not even see my grand father and my grand mother. My father was being too worried about my cousins. His income was too low more than needed.”

  “And my uncle even expired when my sister was just three years old.”

  “It was too pathetic.” Mr. Pintu was looking very sad during their conversations.

  “I saw so many worries of my father and as the youngest boy, my hands were being locked. I wanted to help my father. I saw and realized the toughest phase of my father. He was just a Government clerk but he maintained his duties properly.”

  “I really salute your parents because it was so difficult to face and maintain such a moment,” Mr.Pintu replied to Neelon.

  “But, our almighty is everywhere. He saved them. One day, their maternal uncle agreed to look after my cousins,” Neelon told to Mr.Pintu.

  “Hmmm…”Rishabh accepted.

  “It is the saddest moment when you lose your parents at the age of six. I was thinking about my sister. It was going very difficult to her to get the world’s most nutritious food,” Neelon replied.

  “I am saying about mother’s milk. Her tears were asking to give her a single drop of milk. It was going difficult to give her a single droplet of mother’s milk. She did not even realize what she lost. ”

  In this cosmos, no one can fill such a lost. It is the saddest moment of your life. Nine months/ three years and three years, / six years are such ages of life where we can just work and play as beginners. At such moment and situation, we can just feel our all desire but, cannot utter the same and cannot demand anything.

  “Mom, why she is crying?” Neelon asked to my mother.

  “She is crying for that nutritious food. She is demanding. My brain is not working properly,” his mother replied.

  “Mom, why are you not arranging such type of any other food? Will it harm if she takes some artificial food?”

  “No dear, she is denying every time. I tried several times.” Neelon’s mother replied. He was worried for her.

  “You know Neelon…………”

  “What mom?”

  “She was searching something at night. I realized it yesterday night. I realized it when I observed her demanding eyes. She indicated something with her helpless eyes.”

  “Yes Mom, I can understand what she is missing.”

  “Mother’s place is the best place to get a comfort. We all human beings still can realize. Even I realize at my fifty years ages. But, I am trying to fill her every wishes.”

  “Yes Mom, you can try. You try your best.” Neelon requested to his mother.

  “My innocent brother was seated beside me. My words became rigid. I had no words to share with him.”

  “Brother, you are my best friend.”

  “Yeas dear.”

  “I can’t live without you all…I never saw them earlier and their images still betraying with me. Everything seems like an illusion,” his cousin told to him.

  “Don’t worry brother. Everything will be fine. I will pray for you.” just his sympathy was there.

  “I have learnt something from your face and there are many things still left to be learnt,” Neelon replied.

  “We will stay at our grand father’s place. We have no destiny. I don’t know how I will face my troubles; my fortune is very far away from me. ”

  “See dear, you have to face, you have to stand against all those devastating moments. Don’t feel alone. I know it is difficult but…no doubt you are so immature but you are more matured than me.”

  “Dear brother, I will surely miss you but don’t be restless you have to obey them and you have to listen their words. Try to be a good human being. See brother, there is none to help we poor. Just

  God is there to help us. Never think yourself as a failure. I want to say you many things but my throat is being functionless. You have to be a king maker of your own life and fortune. You have to look after your little sister. You have to fill her all wishes. The things you have lost are im
measurable. I will miss my sister. She needs we all. Now

  you are her own brother cum parent and an idol,”Neelon had no words to explain. He just advised to his brother.

  “Thank you brother, still I am very much immature, I am missing them…” Neelon’s cousin replied.

  “But brother, I don’t know how I can proceed myself. Let me start.

  Let me leave to crosses over all struggles and circumstances…bless me my mom…bless me dad…where are you? I am searching you my mom…you left me alone and alone a long time ago, everyone is saying that you had a tour…mom, are you all right? You told me a lie. I know that you will never come…. I will never talk to you. Your daughter is going to be very restless…you did not even come at my dream…please come back soon with our dad…tell him, I am missing you both…I don’t have much more tear…. When you both will back? I will wait for you. You did not even ask how I am surviving my life alone with my sister…mom, I realized the taste of my life…. it’s going very painful. ” That was a feeling of a six years old boy. Neelon realized his feelings. His unrests droplets wetted his palm.

  I just realized his words…

  “I just wanted to realize how beautiful our mother is! How beautiful her care? My ears are not being allowing themselves to listen a single word other than Mom and Dad…. I wanted to realize your love, your care and your shadow…………..dear dad, I am missing you very much. We are really very unlucky. I am feeling myself as I am becoming as a dad of my sister. I am missing an affection…here I am

  Realizing your presence…. not only dad, I am becoming her mother too. My load is going very tough…. my role is very difficult.”

  “Dear god, did I hurt you ever? Why we are alone on your place? We are so helpless and immature to understand anything good or bad. I know, you will never answer my questions. It was fine with my life. But, don’t worry; I will save your daughter.”

  “After a few months, they started to live in another city. They left me one more shadow on my face at my fifteen years age. I wanted to help them but, as an immature boy, my words were being few but I decided to help them.”

  “You had a good thinking,” Mr.Pintu replied.

  “See Neelon, sometime you cannot predict such a lonely life. Still I miss my dad and even I don’t know whether my dad is still alive or not but, my all good wishes will be there with my father.” Rishabh said to Neelon.

  “Such cases are very rare. I don’t know where is almighty? Do you think god is still alive? I had to ask him/her something,” Mr.Pintu became restless for a moment.

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  PART FOUR

 

  PART # FOUR

  They had a single big rented room. Each one had a troubled with their newly joined job. Me even visited their room very often to refresh my mind and obviously to learn something. Some lessons of our livelihood. I was the youngest one. They often called me a funny name “ HERO”. I enjoyed that funny name but I am not a hero. Please forgive me, if I do any mistake. I am totally new. Let’s see……………………………………………………………………….

  “Hi Hero, are you going with us?”

  “ Where big brother?” I often called Mr. Pintu as my big brother. Mr. Pintu was a latecomer at our boarding lodge.

  “We have a picnic party ahead………………….be ready.”

  “Are you serious big brother? I don’t want to miss it any more but, it shall be possible if it is on Sunday.”

  “Yes, dear brother. It is on Sunday. We are not a selfish at all,” Mr.Pintu replied.

  “But I can’t contribute anything. Month ending. So…hope you will understand.”

  “Ever I asked you to contribute? Have fun. You don’t have to contribute anything. I’m just like your elder brother. So, enjoy your study………………a life with me and with us and be prepare for Sunday. ”

  “Big brother, you are so cute.” I triumphed.

  We enjoyed fully. Our bachelor picnic was fine. We had two cooks. So, we had no work. Neelon, seated alone under a tree and on the other hand Rishabh had a fun with Neelon.

  “Hi, Neelon. What happen? Are you still sad?”

  “No, Rishabh; Nothing,” Neelon replied.

  But truly speaking, Neelon was looking so dishearten.

  “Mr. Pintu, Neelon is still crying, come soon please,” Rishabh shouted.

  “Please Rishabh, don’t joke with me. I am damn serious. Leave me alone.”

  Mr. Pintu pulled me up on his shoulder and dropped me in front of them. Mr.Pintu was a very thin fellow.

  “What happen Neelon? Is there any thing wrong with you?” Mr. Pintu asked to Neelon.

  “Nothing.”

  “Okay, it is fine but, why with Rishabh only. You have to share your feelings with me and with our Hero too.”

  “Okay then let me say you all…………………………………………..”

  At last, I got a chance to listen something. Let’s see….

 

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  “You all are going very serious but, truly speaking, I am remembering my college days.”

  “First day at my college, during our lunch time, I observed some of my friends were teasing a girl by saying a funny name…”

  “Brother, is she a new comer?” Neelon asked one of his classmates.

  “Yes, she is!” his friend replied to Neelon.

  “She is so pretty,” Neelon admired to that girl.

  “Hmmm…………”

  “What happen Neelon? You too. ”

  “Don’t joke with me brother. I can admire at least a girl,” Neelon replied to his classmate.

  “What happen Neelon? You looking romantic,” Rishabh pinched to Neelon.

  “How romantic?” Neelon replied.

  “That was to keep myself chill.”

  “First day, first class at my College days was so painful,” Neelon told to Mr.Pintu.

  “Why?” Mr. Pintu replied.

  “Did any one torture you?” Rishabh asked to Neelon.

  “No.”

  “Then………………”

  “ I just disappointed and nothing else.”

  “My rank was third or fourth among one hundred twenty seven students. My brother was being a College union Secretary. So, most of the Professors knew me well.” Neelon focused to Rishabh.

  “But, why you were so disappointing?” Rishabh asked to Neelon.

  “That day was my first day and a first class. Our first class was Chemistry. I seated in the last bench.”

  “Why did you seat at the last bench? Why not in the middle or at first,” Mr. Pintu asked to Neelon.

  “Mr. Pintu, you are really unbelievable and a confusing character.

  You are simply a thirsty fellow, who have so many queries.” Neelon replied on Mr.Pintu’s words.

  “I felt myself very shy, when that Chemistry Professor asked my name and my marks and it was my first speech among one hundred twenty seven students.”

  “Brother, I am eagerly waiting to know about the incident. What was the incident? Could you please explain it?” Rishabh requested to Neelon.

  “Yes, my Chemistry teacher.”

  “Was she an unmarried girl or a lady?”

  “No.”

  “Then………………….”

  “He was an angry young professor”

  “After that.”

  “I did not know him properly but, he was so cruel at that time.”

  “He gave us a few questions to solve. That day, I just enrolled my name there. So, I did not purchase any books for me. He was checking everyone’s copy one by one. I was sure that it is impossible to check all our copies in such an interval although I seated in the last bench.” At last Neelon replied.