SOCIAL STORY

                                                "LIBERTY"

By seeing my hide organ Pakistani solder  had given  discount  me ; They were did pull on my back . It was become as that  for infection from childhood .But  I had  lost my sister . Her full body was covered by the hood  .. .. I had lost every thing , but ; I did not back foot for freedom fight of Bangladesh . A machine  gun was always my friend in those time . By the Imam of Bangladesh peace committee was declared that “ We are the spy of India “.Who was the broker of my motherland Bangladesh ? They are living peacefully. We had did out .

In a night like a thief I had left my country  & did come in India . In Kolkata  beside the drain we were lived in refugee camp like a street dog . The  Spines of the border stamp has  checked on my back . No work ,…. No home ,One relative had lived in the shyambazar . Phorid pur uncle of far relation . In a night of Vijaya dashami at Kolkata I had tried to win . I had decide to revenge . who was my enemy  ? I  didn’t know ; do not also understand now . On the line of girls of sonagachi  , a red light area ; I was asking the name of them?

-Sonali …Bijoli ……Samoli…..

-Sabina….Regina…..Fathema have anyone ?

Original name of all girls are changed in the red light area; like changing of country of the stupid fellow . one broker was understand Bengali ;I had been searching one Bangladeshi  girl .

– have newcomer, rate will be much .

– Name ?

– Aisa khatun  .

One knife had Sharp for her .  When I had did opened the clothes of the girl by closing the door like a fox. I did not seen her face . She was crying  by covering her face into the hand . Much she had been crying . But I was surprised by a mole on her breast. Mercury of my thermometer was fall .In childhood when I  did training swimming of my sister into the river ;so many time I had seen the mole on her body . I had told the girl like a rabies patient .

-Who are you ?

The girl was open her face from the hand .Her eyes was full of tear . she told me .

– I am good family girl from Chotogram . By a trap just has come here .

I did asked her name .

– Durga ; They do call me Aisha . I want to live a holy life .

– My sister also did want to live .But nobody did not con-donation  her . Life or death ; nothing is in our hand .

-Who are doing control? Religion? does any religion advice her people to become unholy ? Religion is made by the people for establishment  of humanity . No any religion is bigger than human . Man made religion ; ..but religion never made human being . No God in the earth ? God means  good people .

I were feeling laugh .

-The mother is sleeping under the panty of the red light girls with tiredness of f**king . Original God is  Yahya Khan  . Establishment power is the main king of the world.

The drum of the holy day , Vijaya dashami was playing  . so many statues were doing immersion into the breast of the mother river Ganges . Here boating does not as our river Ichamati  . Guard boats always do work for risqué in this time . Immersion of the Goddess Durga is very cruel in here ; by enjoying dance. Faith is very low . Everything is bad in Kolkata , I can not say . Kolkata is one of the chief living place in the India. I did established not a statue.  A real woman  The Durga was come in my house . We had did marriage by only twenty rupees from the temple of Kalighat.

Now my daughter is student of class nine. On the way of Bangladesh peace committee; here we have did organization of refuge welfare committee . By the way; the organization did help me ;& now I have a roof on my head . On the roof of my house ; my daughter does enjoying  with her mobile phone like style of Bollywood heroine . For the guy of stupid neighbour she does try to entertain  by the exhibition of her open shirt & tight jeans . Three x video is discovered from her book at the class seven .She is more mature than her age . No chance to pregnancy ; &  rape is not likely. Rape is only occur ; when one side of interest do not available .

The history of our self  I  never did  say my daughter . Which I have already saying ; that was very clean & polished . I do not know ; which  fear did force me to shut my heart . So many time I  think ; I am your father ; how do it can clear the relation with her . By  hard journey ; I did come in India. This statement cannot help her to understand my struggle ? Yet I think . who never does drank nectar ; How she does know the taste of the manna? The nectar is not only a sweet , it have a holiness. Which we cannot know never . As this; the human heart have both side of sympathetic and selfishness .

In painful heart ; soul is very conscious . Pain of lost country ; pain of lost relative … into my daughter heart  did not entry of any pain .. She has not seen war . She is do understand ; war meaning Hindi film ” Border ” . Partition meaning film ” Refuge” ; & “Love story “is the ideology of love. In the so called Bollywood Hindi movie ; poor girl’s breast is like a apple ; & hips are like a Indian classical music instrument Tanpura . I know ;The beauty is never do  preserve in the hunger man or woman . She don’t know very well about the reality . She is living a artificial  life by seen the star , soni, max tv show .

Consumerism is selling always cheaper entertainment of sex to us . Every body all over the world is dancing with the worthless commodity culture . To survive himself more cultural film director is making blue film to exhibition on the name of reality ; using the classical music in background . Nothing do saying my daughter  ;about her mother’s prostitute life story ; story of her aunt’s rape & father’s naked enquiry . I also can not saying anything. Hearing that Bangladesh freedom fight will be included in west Bengal school  syllabus. Will be understand the true history of her for my  daughter ?

Caste & religion is also living beside the secularism in India. When eighty percent number is not sufficient to admit at medical collage for general caste student  ;  then sixty percent is enough for  civil caste  . Also now we are going into the partition. The fascist is doing fear  for becoming  bomb by the shadow of atom to micro atom . As much the brain of general people is becoming hypnosis ; for the fascist it will enjoyable for a comfortable sleep . Because ; revolution will do not come in future. In future we will be live as now  ; but  heart and brain will be not exist with us . We will not see the dream of liberty   .

I am feeling cry   . After lot of hesitation I can not telling everything to my daughter. Nerves of my body is becoming died . Hands, legs , head , everything is  fail  to work . Only one soul is now with me  . Before becoming paralysis I want to say ; “  Mine  have need liberty …….     please give me death .”

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