Rainy Day (Part-52)

in #story6 years ago

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The girl whispered very whisperedly, saying that Apala said that she went to our house, how do you know her?

Suddenly the identity He wrote a nice letter to me, would you read that letter?

No g

You read, I love you when you read.

Firoz took out the letter. The girl looked at her. What a beautiful transparent eyes Just look at the eyes that it can be seen much of the girl.

The afternoon is coming. The daylight is going to be different. The known world becomes unknown in this light.

Fakhruddin was sitting in the chair to get a chair. She has been given tea. He is not drinking tea. Aruna and grace near his feet He is sometimes giving hair to the back of Varuna. Gomez stood beside him. He called for him. Now do not say anything. Gomes could not go, standing with discomfort.

Gomez

Yes sir

What is the sting?

Four o'clock o'clock sir

Just four and a half, but why is it happening in the dark? The time of the worm during the thorn?

Can not say right. Sir

Look at the news paper, I'm not here to give it. If the Sunset and Sunrise is not provided, then telephone the weather office.

Yes, sir.

What is the sound of pots and pots?

The bedroom is being re-arranged, sir.

Tell them to stop them. My daughter liked it, as it is.

Yes, sir.

Gomes went on stopping to leave. He said softly, what would you be looking for?

No

Fakhruddin Saheb gave Aruna back to the hair. The garden is almost dark now. He feels cold, yet he is sitting. They started boiling one or two in the sky. Sweet souvenir is coming out of the rosemary.

Apala returned home after the evening match. She thought that everyone was crowded beside the gate. Not only that, the blanket is empty. Other times are locked, not even today. Sitting on the watchman tool and sitting on the floor. I got up at Apala, but did not say anything.

Apala came to the verandah first and noticed who was sitting in a cane chair in the garden. The light of the garden does not burn. The place is dark. Cigarette flames are flaming. Apala called a sharp voice, dad!

Fakhruddin did not answer. Threw a cigarette Apala rushed to the hilt and started crying like a girl. Fakhruddin's hand on the back of a girl. He is repeatedly saying, My Chain. My Child.

Apala said in the whispering, when did you come?

This is the morning. Where were you all day

I was in a different place. How are you dad

Good I am very good

Why are you sitting here in the cold?

I'm sitting for you.

Mother did not come, right?

What do you understand?

When the mother came, she also sat with you. You're here, Dad, I'm very excited.

Apala started to blossom again.

Why did not mother?

Doctors now say that bypass surgery is needed.

Why do they speak for a while?

Do not know why!

Father, show us the room of our living room, what made you beautiful.

Fakhruddin saw this house before, but went with the girl.

How do you feel?

Good

Just good? Nothing more?

No mother, nothing more. But you feel good, that's the big deal. My old eyes Old eyes are not easily fascinated.

Dad, did you eat tea?

Yes But I can eat another time.

You sit in the garden and I'm getting a tea for you.

You do not have to make, you sit with me and sit down.

No, I'll make it. And listen, get a sheet covered. Take it, take me.

Apala hugged her father's blue sheets on her father.

What do you eat at night, dad?

Any?

I'll cook

That's okay.

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wow, a very good story, can be the experience for us all?

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