End of humiliation

That day I was lying in bed humming and tapping my mobile "Dil tuhi bata kaha ta chupa kyu aji chuni teri darkan pehli baar" on the other hand my six year old daughter was sitting at the table eating rice with her hands,Suddenly she said mom is making a sound I am scared.I said, stupid girl, what is the fear inside the house, someone is afraid in your own house, keep quiet and eat rice, I started pressing the mobile again after a while and started singing again quietly.After a while, the girl said, mom, you are making this terrible sound.Me: What........? I am singing what the stupid girl said, (said with a light breath) finish the meal at once.Knowing what happened to me that day, I started singing again.Ava's daughter cried after listening to the song and said to me, mom stop the song, your song is reminding me of the ghost, how can I sleep now?I am completely surprised 🤔 what my daughter heard.I ran to the girl, took her in my arms and started to stop crying, seeing the condition of the crying girl, I realized that the matter was terrible. What is the shame of what started the situation, the girl does not stop crying. On top of that, the aunt of the house next door often comes to our house to talk about ghosts and ghosts, and this girl hears all of them, and even today, aunt told stories about her petani in the mango tree next to our house. One morning after three months of her marriage, did she see a mango sitting on the branch of the mango tree? Kache and looked at him and giggledLaughing, he fainted after seeing it, regained consciousness after two days.After two days after hearing that she regained consciousness, I tossed my toss and laughed, but I digested the laugh as it would be rude, but now I understand that my daughter has made this story into a horror movie in her fantasy world.Where the director himself has made the movie who knows how scary, with the background sound of my song, who knows how scary the movie in his fantasy world. How about still crying and it's time for her father to come. A girl who is so immature swallows everything that happens all day long and dad spits it all out like vomit. Now I can't stop crying but dad will really stop crying by wiping his eyes and get on dad's lap and say, Jere, Jabar, Pesh will not leave anything out.Then her father will say things like managing his daughter,And look at me and smile. This nonsense will continue for three or four days, he will sayDon't even get me started on some horror movie background sound.Not only that, it will not allow you to fight peacefully, when the fight starts, the middle will tell me, don't play the background sound of a horror movie.Thus will strike the bell of my quarrel.However, after tireless work, I was able to put the girl to sleep. Oh, I survived like the night.Who knows what will happen in the morning, anyway the daughter will not be allowed to go to the father.At night I will finish all the morning work and in the morning I will keep the girl in my lap until her father goes to office.Oh God! When this girl was little, I used to hum and put her to sleep. Now see his comment is my voice tone or the background sound of a horror movie. Ah: what else to do. His behavior reminded me of an incident when I was in class eight. Not just one incident, there is no end to the number of times I have had problems in my life with this song.In Class 8, I was asked to sing a song for a school cultural program and also to sing Rabindra Sangeet.Sir saw my expression and said Tick is beautiful Kaira Gaiba and I saw sir's expression and understood that I can do it only by me. Sir last month new join our school. The only young sir in the school. And we all know that young sirs prefer beautiful girls.Never mind that I claim to be a little pretty. Then I discussed with my girlfriends and decided which Rabindra Sangeet to sing. One of the girlfriends said this mate can sing Rabindra Sangeet but, I said it doesn't matter for mate. Seeing my confidence, another girlfriend said that it doesn't matter and there are five days before the untimely work of day and night, the flower of song will bloom.Another said let's see if the flower blooms or the calli falls in the storm before it blooms.Everyone started laughing.My mood got worse and I realized that I was on the level of Fazils. I still said that I don't understand your problem, look at my singing voice but it's not that bad.Girlfriends: Hey, I'm kidding. why are you angryMe: Let's go to class and avoided the subject.I came home after school holidays. After eating and drinking, I sat down with my mobile phone.After browsing youtube and google for a while, I got an idea about the song.Now it's 5:20 p.m. At 6 o'clock Fatima aunty of the kid next door will come to teach, so I went to the roof to sing the song some time.I came home after school holidays. After eating and drinking, I sat down with my mobile phone.After browsing youtube and google for.