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Nayem:
Dear Sir,

Here is my translation work attached below.
Thank you.

Bests
Nayem

bbhaque:
wow encouraging translations. Wishing you guys all success.

fazlarabby.sikder@diu.edu:
Md. Fazla Rabby
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29th Batch
       
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Mr. Boshir’s greatest virtue is not to be angry on anyone. When there a situation of anger there is a smile on his face and he says okay, okay.
For not being angry he became the chairman of union council three times in a row, created a concrete house,  Land prices has increased three times in last three years. Recently he bought a power tiller. People can see cover poly machine far from distance. Mr. Boshir didn’t bring the machine in the field. Everything was possible for not being angry. At he believes it.
Month of Srabon
Drizzling started two days ago. Still didn’t stop. The sky is gloomy. Looks like it won’t stop till noon. Mr. Boshir is on the bangle room’s easy chair. His mind is scattered. Robbery is everywhere. He might alsi get robbed. Why still not is still a mystery. Although he has a swinging rifle. The day before yesterday in the issue of haunting birds he shot three rounds. He is confused whether it was the right thing. It act opposite. He is unsure as it was right thing to do. Dacoit can come in want of rifle. Except of the worry of dacoits another thing is in his mind. Accidently last year he married again. The bride is very young. She doesn’t listen to him. His own age is 45. He does everything to adapt to her 17 year old bride which is very painful. Still he is trying to do so. There is no use. She is not adapting. Today in the morning her mind is gloomy like the month of Srabon. Although no one can understand it. It seems like she is enjoying the gloominess drizzling of the morning. She got a call to make tea. Tea is not prepared yet. In this like town two time tea is made. Newspaper comes after two days. But comes regularly. Boshir molla has the newspaper in his hand. But he is not reading it. He doesn’t like reading newspaper. He sees the picture. He also doesn’t like reading the subtitle of the picture. He tiredly looking at a picture of the newspaper. The picture says Mr. Ershad puts his hand in the shoulder of an old man saying something. The shore broken villages will be turned in trump. Every president uses their own maneuver. Mr. has dug the canal. He is creating village. No one knows what the next president will do.
Mr. President.
Boshir Molla raised his view reading the newspaper. Everyone calls him president as he is the chairman of union council. He feels good. But not today as Kermot is in front of him. Kermot is his delivery man. working for 10 years. Now he is 30 years old. Little bit naïve. They are extraordinary as delivery man. works blindly. Boshir molla got angry seeing Keramot. Now Keramot should have been in the field. Not wandering in front of him.
“Will you say something Keramot”
I have something to say. Say.
Keramot in a bowed head and in a unclear voice said that “I have become very old. Will you get me married. Let’s have a family. I want to have a family. Boshir molla said astonishingly “You want to get married. Keramot said in a calm voice. “ I have become old. I want to get married. Prophet also said to get married when aged. Its also in Hadis and Al Quran. “Do you like anyone?” if you want to……
Its okay. I will manage. Give you house and land. You don’t even take your wage. I will manage.
Okay sir, now go to work. Its not nice to come leaving your job. Okay sir. Is it okay about the guarding? Be careful. Guard in groups and in arms. Okay sir. For the next three years Boshir Molla went through many burdens. In a land case he lost whole lot of money. His second wife became sick giving birth to a dead child. She was having treatment for long time in Dhaka. He house also got robbed once. Having a nice attitude he lost the election twice in a row. School committee election and corporation election, in this time he don’t carry a cool brain. So when Keramot again proposed his marriage he said angrily “Why are you so eager to get married?” Keramot said. Its been three year. Wont you see my condition. Are you an outsider? Aren’t you and insider? Let me recover. You need house. Where will you stay with your wife. Let me recover. Then I will name you lands. Then you will get married. Don’t worry. Okay sir. Work on your own way. You don’t have to be worried about your marriage. Why I my here? Let me recover. Boshir molla recovered in the next five years. He recovered very well. He became the chairman of school election. Won the Upazilla Election. Made house in Borail Bazar. Brought electricity in village, though he doesn’t stay in his village house that much, stays in Royal Bazaar most of the time. He has peace in his mind. His second wife again gave birth to another dead child. She finally adopted. In the month of Poush he visited his home village. He will stay for three days. He doesn’t usually stay in his home at stretch. He has many works in town. He can’t stay in his home village leaving work in town. He also made many enemies. He doesn’t what they may do. Staying foot on the house Keramot met him. He said astonishingly “You are getting old Keramot. Keramot bowed his head. As if getting old was an sin. Boshir molla said. Now you must get married. Lets see I will manage in month of Srabon. Marrying in srabon is perfect. Kermot said in calm voice ”ok” .You raise a house. Take as many bamboo you want form the north side of the pond. First build the house. Getting married in old age is good. Understand? Relationship goes well. You build the house. Use straw in the rooftop. Take the straw money. I owe you money. Boshir molla came in a three days tour. He had to stay for seven days. School committee had a problem. The problem needs to get solved. Food for work program delivered 100 maund wheat. 70 maund wheat was missing. He also had to fix that. He complained some village matter. This way seven days gone by.  Returning to town he saw Keramoto’s built house amazingly. In seven days he build an wonderful house. He planted jackfruit, mango and guava seeds around the house. Boshir molla said planting those you created attention. Fruit trees, my child will eat when they grow up. Good job. Plant some coconut. Okay sir. I will get you married this srabon. Nothing happened in that Srabon. Not even in the next Srabon. Boshir molla got sick. Kidney problem. He went to Dhaka for treatment with the whole family. He told Kermot I will get you married when I am well. He has some bride in his pocket. He will chose someone with a good character. Getting married doesn’t happened in a jiffy. Getting married before thousand words isn’t right. Matter of whole. Kermot said if the bride is healty its good. There are many chores in the house. Ofcourse, ofcourse. We can’t select a sick bride. We have also some healthy brides. Don’t worry. Why I am here? Keramot doesn’t worry. He nurture the fruit trees. Make sure not even a single tree dies. After marriage child will be born. We need fruit. Market items are costly. Can’t buy the bought fruits. Kermots waits for marriage. He doesn’t know his age is fifty years. Now his hair are all white. He cant even see clearly. Not even have the strength of young time. Cant work much. Still old habit. He is always in the field. Coming home in the evening thinking about his unmarried wife and unborn child he feels delighted.


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Afroza Akhter Tina:
The motivation here is great indeed!!!  :)




Afroza Akhter Tina
Senior Lecturer
Department of English, DIU

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                                                White Car

Those who I don’t like ultimately meet me in the end. I am gossiping heavily but the servant boy said “somebody came and wants to meet you.” If I peek outside I will see someone familiar, but not now. But still with smile face I have to ask what’s up? So how is everything going? Once I was very close to him. Now I have to use eloquent words to keep distance. Bangle has no eloquent words. We can pursue for a long time.  Lets count today’s matter. Then hangout is fun. An argue started with bangle words. In that time the servant boy said someone is calling me. When I came outside I saw Sabbir. I said with a smile face. Why outside, come in. He smiled unwillingly, come inside. No its okay. Some of my friends came. We are talking. Lets introduce. I will come another day. What is the problem today? Come inside. Sabbir came inside angrily. I didn’t see someone get so embarrassed. Sweet on nose skin. Inside there is heavy shouting. Aziz asked Fazlu spell dust. Is rosh U or dirghu U. Fazlu was stammering. Spit is coming out continusly. Ugly situation. Sabbir nervously wiped his mouth and said in a calm voice. I will go now and come  another day. Please have a seat. We will play poker. Can you play it? No I can’t. I should go now. I have a work today. I showed him the way out. There is white car, a huge white car. A young driver seeing Sabbir jumped like a spring and became statue opening the door, Can’t believe so much arrangement for boys of our age. I with a very envy heart bough a cigarette. Like and morning holiday it doesn’t last much. But it was a matter of long irritating time.
Meeting sabbir was done whole buying parasitamol medicine. When I came outside saw many shops shutters were being closed., heavy busyness around everywhere. Anyone can’t say anything. Everyone is running. Truck drivers clashed against the bus driver. A group of party came with blades. The matter is suspicious. In this age people don’t use blades for action. But safety first. When went inside the side alley, I saw a white boy wearing a Punjabi lied in longitudinal patter. His glasses is far aside. I pulled hime up. He muttered I can’t see without my glasses. My myopia eyes have power 6.00. A glass of my frame dropped down. Wearing one eyed glass he looked weirdly. He clutched my left hand tightly until I left him in his house. Most probably he was feeling afraid. Should I leave him? I believe no man has such face of women, thin lips. When I see his glassless eyes I feel like its wearing eye shadows. Chin like teens. I said what do you do? I study MA in English, really nice. Last year I supposed to attend exam. But didn’t. I have a heart disease. Rhythmic problem. Have you cured? It has no cure. Saying this he smilled fakely. I took out the cigarette. Here take it. I don’t smoke. Nicotine damages the heart. Hardens the fiber. How you know much? My mom is doctor. In front of newescaton where he stopped that house should be recognized as house. It’s a huge matter. When we all got down from rickshaw a huge panic broke out. A women like sabbir’s voice said that. Why you took such step informing no one. When youwere outside why didn’t you take the car. Sabbir in awkward position started smiling. The lady said with anger why you give me pain? You have a weak heart. Anything may happen. Then what? Ok I won’t go anymore. That boy was Sabbir.
I was unable to go out till 8 am from their house. His parents acted like I saved their boys life. They both felt uneasy as they were unable to gift me anything.  A man came with me to get me to my house. A small car was called via phone. They escorted me to the house. They said in calm voice. My parents are very busy for me. Only one boy. Are you all. Yes. We have five bros and sis. Now I am only left. Where are the rest one. They are all dead. People don’t survive much in my family. I had an uncle. He also had four children all died before thirty. What you say?? Yes. I also won’t survive. Why you say like that. I am saying the truth. See I have heart disease. All my friends are like me. Everyone got busy in everything, bank, travel agencies, and night college teachers. Only Aziz unable to do anything got admitted to law. We play poker in holidays. Sometimes we see VCR in Porimals uncles house and everyday it ends with a quarrel. Sometime its really bad. But still It’s not that bad. When we meet again we don’t remember the past. Getting before time is very good. When I take sip while sittinf in the tea shop I feel the world very happy. Fazluls renters young daughter’s heartlessness heart us even more. In such awkward unwanted moment Sabbir shows up. There driver calls me from the tea stall. Sabbir feels embarrassed. Everyone was drinking tea. Yes we are hanging out. Please come. No I don’t drink tea. Ok don’t drink. Just hangout. I will come another day. I have work toady. Ok then go. No stands in very awkward way. I feel very angry. Still I showed formalities. What they talk so much about. Is there any less of topic. Politics, girls, cinema,love. Come and listen. If you don’t wanna listen than say. What will I say? Experience of love. Sabbir said in shy way I have zero experience about women. I never talked with a girl face to face. What? It’s true. I stay alone. My mom doesn’t like that. I have heart disease. So what. Littlebit of exictment makes my heart weak. It can also be severe. I wanna be budenless. Okay now today. Its sunny. Sabbir still doesn’t leave. Stand around. Littlebit is the young driver.very disgusting matter. This girly boy has no similiarties with my happiness and sadness. I don’t like talking nice with him. I do everything to avoid him. Staying in the house I send him away. Don’t know when even will come back. Sometimes I go for myself and say I will go by myself. I had to visit a friend in hospital. I cant talk today. Lets drop in the hospital. Which hospital? No I don’t need it. I wont feel any problem. Please come. A matter of irritation. When I see a white car I feel white sabbir wearing a Punjabi will come out. I cant my feeling to someone who is always covering his eyes with glasses. Act if I cant even be angry also cant bear. When I am outside there is an hesitation. Like I will meet him now. It feels most embaressing when Nilu is with me. But nilu doesn’t understand anything. She says irritatingly why you act like this? What happndes if I meet him. I want to see a gentleman. Once accidental meeting happened. I was coming to green road by foot. Suddenly saw the white car I stopped. Inside the car Sabbir was looking shockingly. I pretend not see him. Getting a rickshaw quckly I got up with Nilu. I was feeling afraid as now he will stop with the car. He said shyly hwere you wanna go? Nothing happened likethat. Nilu said why did take a rickshaw. How much time I said I hate rickshaws. Why you dony like it. Cover up. I feel suffocated. Does it work if don’t cover up. Dude if I don’t cover up would I get in the rickshaw with an unmarried man.
The eveining was wonderful. We had a great time. In the eveing we went inside a Chinese restaurant. Nilu said all the time everyone is worrying. But still she didn’t want to go. When I lieft nilu in shaymoili I saw Sabbir waiting for me in the house. I was amazed said what up? No matter I just dropped by. I cant find you when I come in day. Any special reason or random matter. No I just dropped. He wiped his forehead sweat with a hanker chip. I said have tea. Should I call for tea. No , not pleas. I will leave now. Mom is worrying. I never stayed that late. Buy why today? I saw you two today, felt very good. Just to say that. Sabbir felt very shy. You saw me with Nilu. Yes. It felt very good. I wanted say where you wanna go. Tell me. Why think I dint go? I smoked a cigar silently. Sabbir said in a calm voice I went with you guys behind. Really? Yes. I told the driver follow the rickshaw from far. Yes till Shahabag. Then I was unable to follow the rickshaw nor the driver. Are you angry. No I am not. I thought I would not say it to you. But you two were looking very beautiful. Very happy. I thoughy you wont be angry. I said in a calm voice no I didn’t. its late. You should go now. Or your mom will be angry. Yes. You are right. Sabbir left but I had great irritation. Is the guy fool? I thought a small doubt. If it happends again. Unbearable matter. That also happned.  Seven later Sabbir said. Were you guys were eating Fuchka in front of childrens park? I don’t remember. You were wearing a check shit. Your girlfriend was wearing a red sari. A fiber bag in your hand. Remember. Yes I do. I followed you guys for I hour after that event. Really? Yes I was feeling very good. I told the driver pursue as they cant follow us. You guys at least looked back once. But didn’t understand anytting. I said with a deeo breath when I am with Nilu I am always unware. Sabbir said with a great interest what were you doing there. I didn’t reply that rather lets introduce you with Nilu.  No need of that. I like seeing you together. A vey peaceful happy fave. You know I told mom about you gyus. Very good. Do hate when I follow you. I didn’t rather somked a cigar. I hate when  white car follows us all the time. Sabbir is sitting in front. I his teen face is very exiciting. Again sweat in face. The eye is tearful. It looks like he may cry. He leaned very closely and said why people are so happy? That was my lasy meeying with Sabbir. He never came to me. Maybe he is very sick. Maybe cant come outside. Or maybe abroad. Or maybe something else. I also don’t wanna find out. Sabbir never came. But still his white car follows us. When Nilu said something else or I wann touch her hand I feel the white car is around. I have no escape form it. I didt get married to Nilu ultimately. My wife is not like Nilu. But still I feel heavy live for him. When Lights go out in a stormy night I touch her with love. That time I feel the white car nearby. Glassed man thinks in eyebrow all the time why people are so happy?     






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