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Short story: The story of white petals

Author: Siam Hawladar

 

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'The roof is very dear, isn't it!' Mirzana was reluctant to open the box of her likes and dislikes to an Uzbek type boy named Mridul, who was suddenly introduced, so she hurried a little and said, 'I have to go down a little now, I have left the urgent work. Come then. '

Then Mirzana hurried down from the roof and entered the house. I wanted to stay a little longer on the roof, but where is it! The roof of this new house is beautiful, surrounded by flowering trees. There is a colorful tree in the south corner of the roof. The white color has blossomed in it. Most people paint the roof of the house red. But Mirzana's white color is much more favorite. Seeing these white colors made Mirzana's roof look even better.

Mirzana is the youngest daughter of parents. She has two more sisters. The elder sister is an engineer, married to one of the same professions and settled abroad. My sister is studying at Khulna University in CSE. And Mirzana is studying soil science at Dhaka University. Her third semester is going on.

Suddenly Mirzana noticed that the work her mother had sent her to the roof had not been done, meaning that neither of the pickle jars had been brought. Now who would like to go to the roof of the fourth floor again! Mirzana ran towards the roof again for fear of her mother. The Uzbek boy was about to gently pick up the jar of pickles with his eyes closed, but he softly said from behind with the sand, 'What are these pickles for?'

Mirzana is very angry with herself. I think it would have been better if I had avoided it in the beginning. But if anyone wanted to be known as the 'landlord's son', would it be appropriate for the new tenant to completely avoid the varsity girl!

'Hey, can you hear me?'

Turning his head, Mirzana said in a hard voice with an annoyed face, 'I can hear you.'

The boy laughed a little and said, 'Am I behaving very unwillingly? In fact, I probably already know you. If I hadn't made a mistake, would you have gone to music school to learn music? ' Mirzana was a little surprised this time, she was actually learning music. But this boy knows how!

The boy said, 'Your voice is very sweet. Your song 'Aaye Tabe Sahachari' is still ringing in my ears.

This time Mirzana got to know the boy completely, he used to learn songs with him. The song couldn’t have been better, but tried very hard.

- Well, are you that gentle brother?

- Come on, you know.