226 ) (গল্প - 1) আসামের জঙ্গলে - 18 (IN THE FOREST OF ASSAM - 18)।-Written by Junayed Ashrafur Rahman ✒


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(Running)


I (Ratul) came to Bhaluka and as per the information given by the man from Nalitabari, I took a employment in that garment under the name of Kadam Ali.



More than thirty thousand peoples work in garments. My employment is to pack ready-made clothes.



I pack ready-made clothes and keep looking for extremists in Assam.



Thus a year passed. I also got a promotion, machine operator. I arrived six months later, QC (Quality Controller).



One day I was returning home with shopping from the market, when I saw a paper with a poem written in Assamese on the way. Taking the shopping bag in hand, I peeked into the next room and saw that Suresh Barman, the cutting master on the fourth floor of the garment factory where I work, and Swapan Dhar on the second floor were speaking in Assamese.



And wherever I go, I also entered their house through the gate and said, "What's the matter? Why are you speaking Assamese language as a Bangladeshi?"

But Suresh thrated me and said, "Impolite. You are a QC. But you are wanting answer from the supervisor."

I also took out a machine pistol and said, "It will be understood later about polite or impolite. First give your actual identity."


When they heard me say this, they introduced themselves as fake and I also hit them on the head with the butt of my pistol.



Suresh then shouted "Oh mother, mother". I put the pistol in front of his face and said, "Shut up. If not, I will shoot." They gave their actual identities. Then I also gave my actual identity.



Then they both howled and cried, "Sir, forgive us." I said, "Where is your boss?" Then they said, "I heard...