Grand father's Story

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After the summer vacation, the joy was filled with joy. Mama will go home. Every year this time I and my mother go to Mamabari and Mamabari means a lot of good food, with maternal grandfather, grandmother Adar and Tatsadadu. My cabinet is in Agartala town in Tripura. From Kolkata to airplanes, the bell is there, from there to min 15. Pausalam when it was noon After eating and drinking, I slept, when I heard the story of my grandfather from the next house breaking sleep. Go to the next house and see the story of grandfather, come back from mama and work. Immediately I caught the story of my uncle and my sister sister Dadu.

"Grandfather grandfather."

Grandfather said, "What's the story to hear today."

Both of them said the ghosts.

My grandfather's love story about my grandfather's friend The two used to wear at school together. Grandfather died three years ago. The real name of the story is asit Ghosh. Look thin, tall and foreseen. The face is framed on the hair cuthead and white hair on the head. Many of our lives used to tell us about the events and cut them off. And he had a tremendous occupancy over the Bengali language.

We started to sit in front of me, brother, sister and mama grandfather, grandfather started with sip tea

"Then I got the job at the school only. In a village called Kalyanpur. It is far from the school house so I started renting a house nearby. Amal Babu is with me, he is the mastermind behind the school's history. Amyak man, no trouble with whom. Our days were well spent. Go to school in the morning, work all day and return to the afternoon. In the afternoon some days the village boy studying the term, then tell the story with Amal Babu, then sleep on it. Then again the next day school. "

The story stops a little from my grandfather. I do not know if you do not have a cup of tea. Brother asks

"Well, my grandfather, did you talk to my grandfather?"

Answer: The grandfather said, "No. This is my early life's career. After some time with your grandfather. "

The story started with the squeezing of tea again and again

"In the meantime, one day when I was walking on the path of the village, who called me, I went back and saw a saint lying down the tree. I went near and made a reputation, he took hold of my name and told me to be very dangerous. If someone listens to the danger in front of him, he will be surprised, and I am surprised, and he was surprised that he knew what he did in my name. The gentleman said to me, "I know your name because of my embarrassment, I do not know what you are talking about," he said. In the next few days, you will not be able to tell your danger, what danger can be, but if there is a time when you will not get in any way, this mantra will bring it three times. He said that the mantra said to me.

The advent of story-twins

After this, Shital's holiday was in school. At that time, the marriage of one of our teachers was right. Amal Baba left home due to emergency work at home. I decided to go home for the next day, from the day of the wedding to the next.

Married at noon on the wedding day. The wedding home is quite away. The jungle has to go beyond. So it is a good night to not be good. Warm wearing of winter zaki on the hill area. When it arrived almost afternoon They were very successful. The goodness of eating food is very good. Eat it while it is evening. One said that to spend the night there, then my mind is sitting in front of the house, and I decided not to do it without the night that I would go to the mes and the morning when the house. By the departure of the friend, I left for Main Street.

On the way there will be a jungle crossing. The groom and his family moved to go many times but then I did not hear the voice of my fresh blood. I started walking in a torch. I was feeling very cold in the cold night. The torch was blown out of the jungle when the torch was released. I am not the son of fear, I am grateful, so I started walking by the light of the moon. I went away a little bit and realized I lost the way. At that moment, I saw two red eyes coming from the other side.

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The advent of story-twins

I ran away from the danger and ran away, I went to some distance and saw that the eyes were chasing me on both sides. I went to the ground with some legs. Then I forgot all the pain and pain, as the way to save my life. Then he remembered this saintly, the Omni saints offered the mantra aorat lalam. And only then, I see two white eyes on my head. The eyes said to two mangoes, remove him. He began to follow him with pain in pain. I do not remember how many times I have followed him once and for all. I was guided by my mind. When I opened my eyes, I saw it on the main road.

Waiting for Darlam Bus in no time. Finally the bus came. When I got up and sat, I realized that I have chosen this ride. In the mind, he praised the sadhu and thanked him. When the house came, the legs were broken and the thighs were injured. I was in bed for about a month. Alright, though again, do school jain "

The story of this story stopped. From our mouth, we did not talk anymore. The rain started outside. Mama said Kaka Babu, today we will stay here, be eaten together. At the same time, we also started protesting, and the story was agreed and became.