2 ............

I changed from the bathroom and went out with the towel around my neck.

Sitting on the sofa in the drawing room, looking at the luggage, I am trying in vain to unravel the mystery that has accumulated in my mind.

Puspita here? But why ??

When I was living in Abdul's uncle's mess, Puspita's uncle's house was in the house in front of the mess. Puspita's father is not there. A couple of years ago she came to her uncle's house.

It's been four days since I got up at Abdul uncle's mess. One morning I went to Kalam uncle's shop and sat down. Kalam uncle's grocery store but the milk tea that I make is completely unstable. At this time no one wakes up. Sometimes someone is coming and leaving with whatever they need. I asked my uncle to give me a cup of tea and a biscuit. I was looking at the newspaper with my hand a little upside down. He looked at me once and then while sitting on the bench of the shop, Kalam asked his uncle to give me a cup of tea. Uncle smiled a little. Then I started making tea for the girl with my tea and biscuit.

I left the newspaper on my left and dipped the biscuits in the tea.

The girl said

- This is Mr. Pass the newspaper.

-Yes ..

- I said pass the newspaper. Don't listen to it.

I handed the newspaper to the girl and looked at the newspaper upside down.

Then I saw Kalam uncle put the cup of tea next to him with a spoon in the cup of tea. I was very curious to see the spoon in the cup of tea. I stopped eating my own tea and looked at the cup of tea of ​​the girl.

The girl is blowing a little tea with a spoon and eating. I found the matter very interesting. Apart from drinking my own tea, I was watching the matter with a lot of fun. In the meantime, the girl finished eating tea. But it is very wrong to look sideways. It is better to get rid of these bad habits. I was very ashamed to hear that. After saying that, the girl left without a moment's delay ..

I waited for a while for the girl's passage and went back to the mess with the tea bill.

3

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After finishing class at varsity, Rafi and I sat in a restaurant. The purpose was to empty Rafi's pocket. When given the opportunity, Rafi himself emptied my pocket. But today the opportunity is mine. After ordering food, we sat quietly. The girl who was sitting at the previous table got up and told the boy in front of her that she knew Kiki. I couldn't hear clearly. I couldn't see the girl's face. The boy in front of the girl was looking at the girl with a look. He passed in front of us. I recognized the girl after seeing her. The girl I saw in the tea shop. I said the girl because I didn't know her name yet. Later I found out that her name was Puspita.

We met again a few days later. He was leaving the house and I was going to the market. I gave him a courtesy smile. Instead, he smiled himself.

We were walking side by side ..

"Mr. cross-eyed you ??

"My name is Mr.

"So what's the name?"

Pranab Raihan.

"Wow, that's fine. Uncommon name.

I asked with a little inertia with thanks

"What's your name?"

"Pushpita Rahman.

"Your name is also beautiful. I thought I would ask you something.

This time Puspita looked at me from head to toe. Then she said in a serious way-

"What do you ask? Do I have a boyfriend?"

"No.

I think Puspita was quite surprised and hurt to hear such an answer. This is one of the problems of beautiful girls. She was already thinking of herself in the sky. Seeing her face, it seemed to me like this.

"Then what do you say?"

"I really wanted to know why you slapped the boy like that in a restaurant that day. Although it's a personal question ...

"It simply came to our notice then.

Puspita smiled unprepared. I don't want to say.

"Another thing to ask ??

Puspita laughed a little

"Leave it today. I'm getting late.

After saying that, the rickshaw left. And I went to work ...