Sleepless nights

If ever

You and I will fulfill all our dreams together

If ever

You will hear me without saying anything

Our path will also become one

You will have a warm touch in my hand that day

Why do you think the world is incomplete today?

Why today is the first love shaman unsatisfied with you?

That is a spring spent next to you

And the shackles of love that are in the breath of love-

I still cry every night

If ever

Only you and me at the beginning of all the endings

I'll lose another time

Another time you will return that day

As always, from behind you will say:

Tell me who I am.

One more time I will wade into the flood of your sweet laugh

The day these memories are erased,

Maybe the heart will be satisfied

I know that day will be in the eyes

The last scene of life…

 

By this time Abir closes the diary. A lot has been written, but for whom so much is he becoming someone else today, someone else will write something like this from today. Not at all, it's the inaudible shouting from the bottom of Abir's broken heart. Maybe he'll have to write a renovated house poem, or a couple of love affixed in the same sheet where he can find his heavenly eyes under someone else's eyes…

 

It was almost 2pm. Now there is no sleep. The real reason - Ammu could not swallow the drugs at 9am tonight. And the emotional reason - today's marriage to Anna.

 

Abir sat up in bed, noticing the unbearable agony of his head. The PC goes to the front of the table and opens the laptop. Nowadays he often conducts minor studies on 'Bypolar Disorder'. It does not make much profit. Everywhere there are words of similar kind sitting on his finger - "You have to live with this disease for the rest of your life. It can be covered with drugs for a very long time, but without drugs, whoever it is "

 

It was scary when I first read the word 'lifetime' of Abir. Can Anila fight the whole world with one hand and accept this reality? Have you ever waited until the founding of a boy who wasted 3 years of continuous education for this illness? Losing a Dad This girl has been in trouble all over the world with her mother, will she want to carry the burden of a sick son on her shoulders and increase that burden?

These nightmares did not happen in an instant when, one evening, sitting at the Ridgebiz store in Dhanmondi, Anil said with a simple voice, with his head on Abar's shoulder in the middle of the evening.

"I love you without knowing everything. To me, you are not like a leaf falling on a dry leaf. To me, you are a young boy who got a chance to become 5th in finance at Dhaka University, who was fascinated by the young man, after hearing his son's music. Print in the Daily Star, which I used to cut out every article I read overnight, without reading the book at night. "

Yes, Anne felt herself fortunate. He may have had more to shake the realm of emotions than reality at that time. So the cruelty of life and the world could not be understood. Or maybe cruelty is born in the hands of people like Anna.

Abnormal mental stress is considered to be a major cause of this illness. Abir was the eldest son of the clan, the first of his parents. From a very young age, a man who grew up under the dreadful rule of his father. As much as his share of affection for his mother, he also once felt pressured by his father's fearless father. He was a good student, so everyone might have expected the sky around him. Expectations that when he was made a prisoner, the people in his family may not even understand. For a long time, Abir worked on a father's anger. Over time, the disease only grew in size.

While Abir was unable to continue her studies at re-admission to the University repeatedly, a daughter of a lowly character, like Millie, fell into the throes of a friend's eyes when no one else in her family had any hope of seeing her at that time. To give new color touches.

-You took 8 pills a night?

-No

- Why not?

- Well, it wasn't. Do you have

-I don't do anything. I just have to stay up all night with my dad. I have no problem waking up, but Babuta has to sing. I know Babuta will listen to the music, but listening to Baba Kaua Marka throat my mother-in-law's mother-in-law's sleep will be broken - my problem here is…

And Anna had to surrender to Abir in front of these irrational (???) arguments.

At times, Abir would have thought that if there had not been Anila, he would have been in a psychiatric hospital bed today. Moreover, no one in the house is willing to tolerate the noise of vandalism every day. I never knew how the boy would get up and watch his mother wake up at night even during the childbirth test.

And now a lifetime of laughter erupts on Abir's lips at the word 'lifetime'. Anila lost today. Not today, it was only 3 months ago when Abir went to the front of the house on Fuller Road in Anila and stood for two hours in the sunshine and said that Anila came down the house.

Get out of here. I can't carry on with this relationship anymore. I can't hurt my mother so much. "

Abir said nothing that day. Looking at the path that Anna had left, I thought -

"I didn't tell you to come home to my heart, and I didn't want you to get me. Blind in my fascination, did you even think of this end the day you caught me? "

Abir comes in front of the little sister's room, closing the laptop. This is the only person in the room who truly understands him. Only 5 years old, while talking, shakes his head as if he were Shazanta Shamsher. He claims to be the first reader of all the songs, poems and writings of Abir.

 

She went to bed next to Bonter's bed and took a picture of her eyes with surprise and she fell asleep. In that picture, there is a little eyebrow next to the parents, a 6-month-old Athi is caught with a strange hand in the coat.

 

Kaneta goes to Abir's throat. When you feel strangely close to yourself. He came out of the room and stood on the porch. In front of the eyes of the stars of the last night and another shudder to change his mind.