part 05

The Lahari house is divided into two parts by pulling the sheet. Hemlata and Morshed live in one of the side posts. Chowki on the other side is occupied by Padmaja, Poorna and Prema. The back door of the Lahari room is currently being used as the main door. There were many green trees behind. Hemlata has vacated the place with Morshed. Then a clay oven was made there. The path has been narrowed by cutting the bushes to get to the big road. Morshed had no help in this. Hemalta did it alone with her two daughters. Many men in the shooting team. Forgetting Padmaja, they cannot be allowed to come and go. Sometimes Hemlat wants to burn Padmaja's face. Self-loathing soon followed. How can such an attitude towards his daughter? However, Hemlat felt that his body had been injured when the needle popped in Padmaja's hand. Why so much pressure on Padmaja? Deep inside Hemlata knows the answer to this question. It just doesn't show up. He pretends not to know.

' Mom? Today I cook?'

Padmaja's daily questions! Padmaja requests every day despite knowing that Hemlata will not let her cook. Hemlata does not send Padmaja to the kitchen except in case of danger. It takes the illusion of humility to apply clay stove ink on the body of gold. he laughs Padmaja looks impressed. Hemalta is thirty-six. green face The teeth will be white. Eyeballs are larger and darker than others. The eyes feel like a deep pool. Sneaky build. Purna is like a mother's teenage body. But all three sisters are slim and tall like their mother.

'Well, today you will cook.'

Padmaja didn't think she would get permission. Adure cheerfully asked, 'Really, Amma?'

'Come on, quick. When is the Azan of Asr!'

Padmaja started preparing to cook. Purna and Prema are playing ludo on a mat under the Hijal tree. Prema does the buttpari. There is an argument between them after some time. It rained in the morning. While cooking Padmaja smelled the smell of wet earth. What a beautiful feeling!

Morshed frowned as he saw Padmaja cooking.

Entering the house, Hemlata showed his temper and threw a question, 'What is this Cheri Randhe? '

'I said,' replied Hemlata nonchalantly.

'How long have I been told not to feed me this hand-cooked dish?'

Morshed's stern tone reached Padmaja's ears. In a moment, Khushi is silenced like a burst balloon. He knows now the fight will start. His mother does not allow his father's inappropriate words to fall on the ground. He answered before that.

If you don't want to eat, don't eat. '

'Would I not eat at night?'

'If you don't want to eat even if you keep the food, that's your problem. Neither I nor my daughter did. '

Prepare to hear some dirty talk from Morshed. Hemlata left the sewing machine and stood up. He seemed to understand what Morshed would say. He raised his finger and said to Morshed, 'If you utter a dirty word, I will not let you go today. Padma is your daughter. Allah will not tolerate. No father says such dirty things about his daughter.'

Morshed digested the dirty words. But he said, 'Don't leave my lotus.'

'Padma is your daughter. And not a word. Many people at home. Hide your deformed form.'

Morshed was stunned. Sitting at the checkpoint, he exhaled. Eye sight is unstable. Ever since the birth of Padmaja, Hemalta's appearance has changed. Nothing can be done with this woman. However, how many times did he kill Hemlat. Hemalta still has scars on his back, thighs, and neck. Time changed Hemlata by some magic, Morshed does not know.

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Everyone was resting after a night shoot. Chitra then said in words, 'I went to Lahari house. To see the girl that Maga had talked about. '

Writing did not interest Chitra's words. Chitra never compliments any girl. He knows how to find flaws. Considers herself the best beauty without flaws.

'The girl's name is Padmaja. Maga, do you know her full name?'

When Chitra talks to Moga, Moga gets very shy. still got 'Umme Padmaja' replied shyly.

'Oh yes. Umme Padmaja.'

Selina Parveen asked from Chitra's side, 'What are we talking about?'

Selina Parveen plays Chitra's mother in the ongoing film. Chitra said, 'I am talking about her elder daughter who is the owner of this house. I have never seen two such beautiful faces. Just seeing the girl's face will give birth to pure, pure love in the heart. God has given the girl so much.'

Everyone present including writing was surprised. Appreciation of a girl in Chitra's face! Incredible! Chitra felt embarrassed seeing everyone looking in surprise. He said loudly, 'I'm telling the truth! No man but a monk can ignore this girl.'

There was a long discussion about Padmaja. Interest was more in writing. When he heard about Padmaja's sixteen years, he was shocked. Little girl! Maybe most girls of that age stay in their husband's house. Yet the lotus of writing seems too small. He has a sister, sixteen years old. Still goes to school with two braids. How small it looks! Likhon laughed softly.

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Padmaja is standing under the Hijal tree. Night beetles are all around. Padmaja is fascinated by insects almost at night. They seem to be dancing with hurricanes in groups. However, right now this beauty of the night cannot enter Padmaja's mind. Padmaja bit her lip and cried. Both eyes are burning very much. Morshed threw a plate full of rice and curry on Padmaja's face on the pretext of bad cooking. There is broth in the eyes. Hemlat's anger about that! Morshed, however, remained silent. He has settled his anger. And what about arguing?

'Lotus?'

Padmaja looked. Hemlata asked in a wet voice, 'Mother is very hot?'

Padmaja could not answer. He broke his lips and cried. He has no one else in the world except his mother. No one was loved except mother's love. Everyone finds fault with him. Hemalta let out a deep sigh. Padmaja splashed. Crying since childhood. Still the water does not run out. The mind is not hardened. If so, it will not work! Padmaja's cry increased. Hemlata sat on the rest of the freshly cut big tree. Silently listening to the padmaja. Padmaja calmed down and sat next to her mother. His head bowed. Hemlata said in a bored voice, 'Padma will not work like this.

Padmaja looked. Hemlata said, 'Listen Padma, don't cry if someone hurts you. Because people hurt and cry. And when the purpose succeeds they get peace. Why give peace to him who hurt? stay strong Explain that you are not so weak. Don't care about him. Don't cry even with a thousand hardships. Crying temporarily relieves the mind. Not quite. Whosoever would hurt thee, thou wouldst tear him to pieces with thy movements. Then the peace you will have after seeing his face will not be after crying. This peace lasts!'

Hemlat's words did not affect Padmaja. She said in a pitiful tone, 'But I can't bear my father's behavior, Amma. Why do you do this to me, father?'

'Have you ever had the opportunity to call him father face to face? Don't pass! But why do you father, father?

You don't care about him.'

'You're too hard mum.'

'You should be too.'

'Why do you do this, mother? Am I not a father's daughter? Why does father repeatedly say, I am not his daughter.

Hemlata averted her eyes. Padmaja knows she will not get this answer. He clenched his teeth and tried to hold back the tears. Hemlata placed one hand on Padmaja's head.

'Don't cry anymore. Mother's color is not passani. You can try to be strong like mother.'

Padmaja shamelessly asked again, 'Amma, am I not father's daughter? Don't say, mother.'

Padmaja's eyes are watering. Hemla looks very charming. Chest is getting heavy. He tried to hide his emotions and make his voice hard, 'Mar Khabi Padma. How many times will I say, you are my and your father's daughter. '

'What is my father's name?'

What a quiet voice Padmaja! Hemlata was startled but did not reveal it. He is sometimes weak in front of girls

don't want to be Leaning towards Padmaja, he lowered his voice and said, 'Your father's name is Morshed Moral.'

Padmaja let out a frustrated sigh. Mom is very upset now. I want to say very hard, 'Get out of here. Don't come to me again. never '

But he will never be able to use it in reality. never The scent of Hasnahena flowers wafts through the night air. The moon is like a dish in the sky. Gentle breeze all around. Padmaja's tears dried up. Hemlata is sitting relaxed. Once a helpless voice broke through the silence.

'Mothers can tell the secret story of their lives to their children, Nare Padma.'

Padmaja looked. Hemlata is looking at him with sly eyes. Padmaja cried. The man is not so soft. Padmaja reassured, 'I will never want to know again, Amma.'

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No one from the shooting team is at home. Everyone went to the school field. Not being able to go to the river bed for several days, Padmaja has become thirsty. This opportunity cannot be missed. He came to the ghat with Hemlat's permission. He sat on the steps of the ghat. After a few seconds, I realized that music was playing somewhere. A number of stairs descend following the music. A man is sitting in a boat tied to the left side of the pier. Radio in hand. The source of the song is here. Padmaja felt embarrassed. Turning in the opposite direction, Lahari came to the house with busy feet. Hemlata asked Padmaja to return so quickly, 'Who was there?'

Padmaja shook her head. Hemlata asked the question in a worried voice, 'Said something? How does it look?'

'No mom, didn't say anything. didn't see me The hair on the head is shaggy. I did not notice the face.'

This is written by Shah. hero.'

Poorna said in shock. Hemlata did not say anything else.

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Purna was always roaming around the shooting team. Hemlata gets annoyed and strictly forbids Purna not to go. If it goes, not a single one will fall to the ground. Poorna is scared. But I like Likhan Shah and Chitra Devi couple so much that I feel suffocated if I don't see the shooting. So he quietly punched a hole in the tin. Hemlata has kept the sewing machine in the back porch of the Lahari house. Stays there all the time. He peeps through the hole full of time. Watching the shooting. Padmaja got interested seeing Poorna always. He peeked.

The shaggy-haired man took a very beautiful girl in his arms. The sight is mesmerizing. The sound of love songs filled the house. Some are holding the camera. Perhaps shooting music! Padmaja felt a strange sensation. Shame on you. Averted his eyes.