Sitting on the chair Raktim was planning to have a bowl of soup. His professor asked a favour and for the whole day he was thinking if it is ethically correct or not.
The doorbell, he switched off. No disturbance is expected. His papers are in his hand, but how to get a steady relationship with his daughter is a multilayered question. He already is engaged. His heart is filled with Dia’s thoughts. Her every gesture he feels as if- it is a relationship has started just now.
He looked at the curtain. The Sun light coming through is well enough for him to revitalize and nurture his planning to get married to Dia. Since morning he tried several times to send her a text but not a single word came out.
A small message which arrived in the noon from Dia without even asking directly – To my beautiful friend with infinite love!
Is this a connection? Or a flow of thoughts through his rose plant as he was talking to his rose plant for this. His prayer always goes through his beautiful rose plant settled in the balcony. He pours water, he fills soil, adds fertilizer.
A thought arrives suddenly – what if he asks madam’s help to sort out this issue. She can be his rescuer.
Raktim without even thinking called Dia – hello!
A sweet voice over the phone.
Could you please love me to make me complete?
The sentence relieves him a lot, but after that he is surrounded with a fear – what if his project gets cancelled! What if his thesis gets choked! What if Professor gets angry!
The phone blinks again. It’s madam – Raktim could you please drop in? You sister is waiting for you. Her math paper needs to be checked. This is what Professor has asked from you.
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