Unfinished Dialogue(Episode-11)
Episode -11
Shahi regularly goes to the big city. It goes to the city, not for any business or job, it is advisable to consult with the big doctor, but there is no solution. Do not get any confidence. Discuss with the doctor, is the disease a lot? Is it possible to get salvation for a lifetime of medicine? The doctor is disturbed by questions about the possibility of an accident or how much, etc. Eventually, the doctor told about the operation after the next delivery. The doctor said it was too late, but it would not be okay to delay. When he came out of Shahi Chamber, he was introduced to a broker and also spoke. Shahi's report revolves around and the broker clearly states that it does not fall under any operational stage; it takes less time to slaughter a pigeon. But the amount of money will need a little more If there is a time, then there is a well-known doctor of the broker, he himself is in charge of the operation and will remove Shahi in the car. When Shahi wants to know the identity of the broker, the broker says that he has the businessman, sand business. He is not a career in the patient's treatment. His uncle has a clinic, so he wants to do the good of Shahi, Then both of them went to drink tea in tea shops, and as many as Unimaginable stories of the broker, Shahi was completely shocked to hear the story of Shahi. Sadly, tea shops have to pay the bill, but Shahi has to pay. The educated gentleman who comes from the city of out of the city, and no matter how clever it is, just like a small child in a big city broker. So, even with Shahi, who has so much criticism in college so much criticism and that is why he has been arrested by a small broker in the city. So, even with Shahi, who has so much criticism in college so much criticism and that is why he has been arrested by a small broker in the city. The broker can speak so much, what is the matter with the words, it seems that the city is the property of his grandfather, and he becomes a lonely man, listening to the broker. The broker then said.
-Brother any problem?
-No, I do not feel good.
-How do you feel good? If you have such a big disease in the head, do not feel good? Go home, collect the money, cut off my head, take out poison only two minutes. Take out the knife and cut off the head and leave the disease seed.
-Stupid butcher, there is no gentleman's word, no worse than butcher words.
-Brother, tell me something, would you smoke?
-Thanks. I do not like smoking, okay, I get up today, I will meet you by collecting money.
-Get up when taking my address card.Below there is a mobile number, if you call, I will receive you.
Shahi got up. He was released from trouble, got many lectures and heard in life, but he never heard of the unbearable annoying message like this.
Shahi is on a walk. Walking through the busy street voyage. The unknown road is still not afraid life will stop somewhere, and then what is the thought. He got what he did not want in life. Dreams on one hand, on the other hand, the realization came in the middle of both of them and realized how difficult life is. The reality is how brutal, how realistic it is Dreams make people feel confused and the reality teaches people. The brick, stone road and the black smoke in the vehicles are real, this is life, the real happiness of life is here. Dazzling houses and colored lights show only the dream of people when the lights fall out the dark darkness disappears, then the dream is fulfilled the night ends. When the morning light rises, people face the reality only, and cannot continue Shahi. A headache gradually increases, city footpaths, beggars, and ordinary pedestrians are present in the city with a large railway station. Shahi comes back to the house an unwanted guest of the brother's house, where he has spent many years there. Asked his sister-in-law,
-What's the news, what did the doctor say?
Shahi details,
-The operation must be done, Headache is not a disease, carrier of any other disease, the big tumor inside the head and not good in any way without operation, it is better to have surgery as soon as possible but it needs lots of money.
-Need money! No problem.
It is a charity to spend money but to know what will be the result of the operation.The brain, it is easy to say that this disease is a brain tumor. The relatives who abnormally admit that there is no face and no smile, everyone's face is dull because the relatives of non-relatives are well known for their behavior. It is difficult to find out that someone has sorrow in behave Shahi. Why is such a good boy like everyone? The thought of spending money went into the head of Shari's mother, in a farewell manner; the amount of money needed to be operated and will soon happen. They were friends, they said, the death of this disease is nothing but death. For example, the person who has operated this disease has no survivors after the operation. When Mita came to know about it, the complications started to rise, why did not a big doctor be seen in the city before, if a bigger doctor was shown earlier, maybe it would have been solved by eating medicines? Mita weeps silently, and the tears surge in the sky and air, It does not love Shahi, it feels good, and this good person tears away through two eyes, Mita's love is deeper than the love that is not deep, There was a big tree in front of the hospital, in the light of the thunderstorm, the tree was deflected, now no one can shade anyone. There is no leaf left in the dry stems today, the mother is standing silently under the narrow shrub, there is no shadow, only the intensity of the sun. Mita's friends asked one day why Mita's face is getting dirty? Mita did not say anything that day, she was just looking in a dry eye because that's why she wanted to go back to zero in the life she wanted. Happiness hasn't been seen after birth, since the age of childhood, the father and mother's war has been seen, till now the war is going on which there is no break, no end. Today Mita is a warrior. There is a constant struggle between life and time. Mita one day told Shahi, it is difficult to accept the reality! Today Mita itself is hurt by a tough blow to reality, Mita herself sacrificed her life for love, Tired of pain in a patient, that day was emotion, today not emotion, reality. Shahi was not, Shahi would not be, Shahi is not there. Slowly back home, no bird is calling on the road to the side of the window today. Hinged gold coins are drying up in heavy sunlight. Mita wants to be with the window, as far as she can see. Once the vision becomes tired, the water does not come in the eyes today. A few days later, on the occasion of the worship of Ashwin, Hindu community created Temple in different areas, the people of the area are collecting donation in the streets of the house, there is no discrimination between Hindus and Muslims. It is observed here that in the event of universal festivals, Shahi would have participated in the other year if he could come here on the pretext of donation, the peace of mind would have been more than a number of donations, but Shahi was not present at this event. Nobody comes to take a donation. Yogi, who will give alms today? In the capital of the goddess, the gods come to alms. Mita’s question arises, okay! If everybody is worshiping the goddess, why does not the god! Hundreds of millions of people asked the answer to this question for hundreds of years, but maybe they did not get the answer. Mita used to worship the god, who would pay someone today. How will the non-Goddess temple! Shahi would come every evening and Mita did what she had given in her mind, how much she had given in the footsteps of humility, she knew that. From the side of the window, straight from the drawing room, looked at the dressing table, standing in front of one another, looking at the mirror, today all the memory, dirty dust is covering the entire abyss.
Rita is lying on the throat; fever in the body, There really is a fever. I remember how many years have accumulated, but did not have to start, before it was finished, she loved Shahi in own mind, maybe She has never said it. Happy days will not come back again and after a few days, she will know that there is no Shahi. Whose brain tumor does not have the right to live, It’s very critical operation. In just a few days, a part of the pillow is wet with the tears of the eyes. Perhaps the Shahi is not supposed to evaluate the child's eyes in this helpless girl, how much pain she is unnoticed than open love, how much pain is more than this girl who will understand, Mita comes to the house, Rita is able to take over the head, she does not say anything, only to the face of the sister. A number of tears that tears of selfless love, It's hard to find those eyes, The eyes seldom born, There is nothing compared to that in the eyes of the world, That eye is unrivaled. The eyes may cry more often, how long will the crying, the tears of the eyes, the tears of the eyes grow, whose smile is the cry of the tears? Rita goes to sleep, Mita goes away in the next room, whatever is true in the world, which is beautiful in the world, it is found in the eyes of Rita, the image of Mita in the eyes of the float.
After the end of the daytime work, the mother came home. Family friend Shahi's operation will be done, because of his experience in the hospital itself, from the experience of Shahi's life and how many days to stop. Both of his daughters are silent only. Do not speak any words well. There is no racket in the house; neither the evening nor the laugh is entertained every day. When he changed his clothes to the kitchen, he came screaming from the adjacent house. In the room, Mita too, Rita slacked in pain.
Minu said, - Rita, what happened to you, why cry?
-Mother, I cannot see anything.
Mita also cried out loud in the tears of Rita, Minu rushed out and took Rita from the bed and took her by herself, Mita fondled her hand in Rita's head. In one day, whether the opponent touched on his head today, Mita touched the blessing, Rita burnt in the fire of vengeance gave affection to the soft touch of her hand. The water flowing through the eyes of Rita, Minu also thinks, there is no word, today the mother has become strained, Mother. Rita's head tightly strained Minu on his chest, then on the head of the head, the water was removed from his eyes, Rita asked a mother to silence. Mother, these eyes cannot see anything but why are this eyes crying? Minu does not say anything, there is nothing to say, has been blocked, what the girl will give the answer! The family society was destroyed by its will. From the hectic era of youth, it has given priority to freedom and free movement. The incident was born after the incident. At the end of life, it is not understandable that the penance should be done this way.
The lost his son, the thunderbolt sign of the girl's life, who will blame? All the debts of themselves, the girls will cry their birth in the tears, their happiness in the tears, the ages will be tears, and they will not end. Mink wants to consume destruction everywhere. Minu cannot wait. The breath comes off. The girl will press her tightly in the chest, where to get peace, the darkness of the evening is coming down in the western sky, the red color will probably run away. The tired bird is returning to the nest, Minu today is the nestles the bird, there is no address. There is nothing but space, length, and thickness, nothing is cool, and there is no edge, only the Great Sea. The depth of the night continued to grow. The Lucky owl came in a call, the storm is coming, but the mother is sitting with her daughter in bed, what will she do?
There is no one today, for which there are no such scandals in life. The friend of goodness does not come in time, why come. The sun begins to rise in the morning with raging fire, and in the evening it lost power, and who is waiting for the end of the game. After the ceremony, there is no one except the organizer. Minu was the organizer of the ceremony, so he was sitting alone for expiation. The next morning, Rita took her to the hospital; Minu is working here, though the job is not a big job, she works as a nurse. The eye doctor examines Rita's eyes and tells them to take a bigger eyes specialist advice. It is not possible to conduct all the tests because there are no suitable machinery and high quality enough medicine. But he said that there is a lot of pressure on the eye to make extra tension and tears, for which this problem is. Now it is better to do better treatment as soon as possible but also consult a mental doctor. They came to know about the relatives of the neighbors. The news was also given to Shahi. What is the stability of the life of Shahi! Sitting in the house all day and just writing that his untimely dialogue of his hurt mind is the beliefs he has seen. Lost the way, losing the road today is looking like a traveler but all the paths are closed today, The smell of the soil is Shahi, the delusion of nature bursts in the chest, the dreams fall like a piece of glass. Looked at the sky, wearing a white blade, it is relative and then the speed of writing increases. Time is running out, hurry to write. The words which have not been told even today can never be called, or the words that Shahi writes, “The unfinished dialogue”
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-Brother any problem?
-No, I do not feel good.
-How do you feel good? If you have such a big disease in the head, do not feel good? Go home, collect the money, cut off my head, take out poison only two minutes. Take out the knife and cut off the head and leave the disease seed.
-Stupid butcher, there is no gentleman's word, no worse than butcher words.
-Brother, tell me something, would you smoke?
-Thanks. I do not like smoking, okay, I get up today, I will meet you by collecting money.
-Get up when taking my address card.Below there is a mobile number, if you call, I will receive you.
Shahi got up. He was released from trouble, got many lectures and heard in life, but he never heard of the unbearable annoying message like this.
Shahi is on a walk. Walking through the busy street voyage. The unknown road is still not afraid life will stop somewhere, and then what is the thought. He got what he did not want in life. Dreams on one hand, on the other hand, the realization came in the middle of both of them and realized how difficult life is. The reality is how brutal, how realistic it is Dreams make people feel confused and the reality teaches people. The brick, stone road and the black smoke in the vehicles are real, this is life, the real happiness of life is here. Dazzling houses and colored lights show only the dream of people when the lights fall out the dark darkness disappears, then the dream is fulfilled the night ends. When the morning light rises, people face the reality only, and cannot continue Shahi. A headache gradually increases, city footpaths, beggars, and ordinary pedestrians are present in the city with a large railway station. Shahi comes back to the house an unwanted guest of the brother's house, where he has spent many years there. Asked his sister-in-law,
-What's the news, what did the doctor say?
Shahi details,
-The operation must be done, Headache is not a disease, carrier of any other disease, the big tumor inside the head and not good in any way without operation, it is better to have surgery as soon as possible but it needs lots of money.
-Need money! No problem.
It is a charity to spend money but to know what will be the result of the operation.The brain, it is easy to say that this disease is a brain tumor. The relatives who abnormally admit that there is no face and no smile, everyone's face is dull because the relatives of non-relatives are well known for their behavior. It is difficult to find out that someone has sorrow in behave Shahi. Why is such a good boy like everyone? The thought of spending money went into the head of Shari's mother, in a farewell manner; the amount of money needed to be operated and will soon happen. They were friends, they said, the death of this disease is nothing but death. For example, the person who has operated this disease has no survivors after the operation. When Mita came to know about it, the complications started to rise, why did not a big doctor be seen in the city before, if a bigger doctor was shown earlier, maybe it would have been solved by eating medicines? Mita weeps silently, and the tears surge in the sky and air, It does not love Shahi, it feels good, and this good person tears away through two eyes, Mita's love is deeper than the love that is not deep, There was a big tree in front of the hospital, in the light of the thunderstorm, the tree was deflected, now no one can shade anyone. There is no leaf left in the dry stems today, the mother is standing silently under the narrow shrub, there is no shadow, only the intensity of the sun. Mita's friends asked one day why Mita's face is getting dirty? Mita did not say anything that day, she was just looking in a dry eye because that's why she wanted to go back to zero in the life she wanted. Happiness hasn't been seen after birth, since the age of childhood, the father and mother's war has been seen, till now the war is going on which there is no break, no end. Today Mita is a warrior. There is a constant struggle between life and time. Mita one day told Shahi, it is difficult to accept the reality! Today Mita itself is hurt by a tough blow to reality, Mita herself sacrificed her life for love, Tired of pain in a patient, that day was emotion, today not emotion, reality. Shahi was not, Shahi would not be, Shahi is not there. Slowly back home, no bird is calling on the road to the side of the window today. Hinged gold coins are drying up in heavy sunlight. Mita wants to be with the window, as far as she can see. Once the vision becomes tired, the water does not come in the eyes today. A few days later, on the occasion of the worship of Ashwin, Hindu community created Temple in different areas, the people of the area are collecting donation in the streets of the house, there is no discrimination between Hindus and Muslims. It is observed here that in the event of universal festivals, Shahi would have participated in the other year if he could come here on the pretext of donation, the peace of mind would have been more than a number of donations, but Shahi was not present at this event. Nobody comes to take a donation. Yogi, who will give alms today? In the capital of the goddess, the gods come to alms. Mita’s question arises, okay! If everybody is worshiping the goddess, why does not the god! Hundreds of millions of people asked the answer to this question for hundreds of years, but maybe they did not get the answer. Mita used to worship the god, who would pay someone today. How will the non-Goddess temple! Shahi would come every evening and Mita did what she had given in her mind, how much she had given in the footsteps of humility, she knew that. From the side of the window, straight from the drawing room, looked at the dressing table, standing in front of one another, looking at the mirror, today all the memory, dirty dust is covering the entire abyss.
Rita is lying on the throat; fever in the body, There really is a fever. I remember how many years have accumulated, but did not have to start, before it was finished, she loved Shahi in own mind, maybe She has never said it. Happy days will not come back again and after a few days, she will know that there is no Shahi. Whose brain tumor does not have the right to live, It’s very critical operation. In just a few days, a part of the pillow is wet with the tears of the eyes. Perhaps the Shahi is not supposed to evaluate the child's eyes in this helpless girl, how much pain she is unnoticed than open love, how much pain is more than this girl who will understand, Mita comes to the house, Rita is able to take over the head, she does not say anything, only to the face of the sister. A number of tears that tears of selfless love, It's hard to find those eyes, The eyes seldom born, There is nothing compared to that in the eyes of the world, That eye is unrivaled. The eyes may cry more often, how long will the crying, the tears of the eyes, the tears of the eyes grow, whose smile is the cry of the tears? Rita goes to sleep, Mita goes away in the next room, whatever is true in the world, which is beautiful in the world, it is found in the eyes of Rita, the image of Mita in the eyes of the float.
After the end of the daytime work, the mother came home. Family friend Shahi's operation will be done, because of his experience in the hospital itself, from the experience of Shahi's life and how many days to stop. Both of his daughters are silent only. Do not speak any words well. There is no racket in the house; neither the evening nor the laugh is entertained every day. When he changed his clothes to the kitchen, he came screaming from the adjacent house. In the room, Mita too, Rita slacked in pain.
Minu said, - Rita, what happened to you, why cry?
-Mother, I cannot see anything.
Mita also cried out loud in the tears of Rita, Minu rushed out and took Rita from the bed and took her by herself, Mita fondled her hand in Rita's head. In one day, whether the opponent touched on his head today, Mita touched the blessing, Rita burnt in the fire of vengeance gave affection to the soft touch of her hand. The water flowing through the eyes of Rita, Minu also thinks, there is no word, today the mother has become strained, Mother. Rita's head tightly strained Minu on his chest, then on the head of the head, the water was removed from his eyes, Rita asked a mother to silence. Mother, these eyes cannot see anything but why are this eyes crying? Minu does not say anything, there is nothing to say, has been blocked, what the girl will give the answer! The family society was destroyed by its will. From the hectic era of youth, it has given priority to freedom and free movement. The incident was born after the incident. At the end of life, it is not understandable that the penance should be done this way.
The lost his son, the thunderbolt sign of the girl's life, who will blame? All the debts of themselves, the girls will cry their birth in the tears, their happiness in the tears, the ages will be tears, and they will not end. Mink wants to consume destruction everywhere. Minu cannot wait. The breath comes off. The girl will press her tightly in the chest, where to get peace, the darkness of the evening is coming down in the western sky, the red color will probably run away. The tired bird is returning to the nest, Minu today is the nestles the bird, there is no address. There is nothing but space, length, and thickness, nothing is cool, and there is no edge, only the Great Sea. The depth of the night continued to grow. The Lucky owl came in a call, the storm is coming, but the mother is sitting with her daughter in bed, what will she do?
There is no one today, for which there are no such scandals in life. The friend of goodness does not come in time, why come. The sun begins to rise in the morning with raging fire, and in the evening it lost power, and who is waiting for the end of the game. After the ceremony, there is no one except the organizer. Minu was the organizer of the ceremony, so he was sitting alone for expiation. The next morning, Rita took her to the hospital; Minu is working here, though the job is not a big job, she works as a nurse. The eye doctor examines Rita's eyes and tells them to take a bigger eyes specialist advice. It is not possible to conduct all the tests because there are no suitable machinery and high quality enough medicine. But he said that there is a lot of pressure on the eye to make extra tension and tears, for which this problem is. Now it is better to do better treatment as soon as possible but also consult a mental doctor. They came to know about the relatives of the neighbors. The news was also given to Shahi. What is the stability of the life of Shahi! Sitting in the house all day and just writing that his untimely dialogue of his hurt mind is the beliefs he has seen. Lost the way, losing the road today is looking like a traveler but all the paths are closed today, The smell of the soil is Shahi, the delusion of nature bursts in the chest, the dreams fall like a piece of glass. Looked at the sky, wearing a white blade, it is relative and then the speed of writing increases. Time is running out, hurry to write. The words which have not been told even today can never be called, or the words that Shahi writes, “The unfinished dialogue”
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