OBSCENITY

Samar is sitting on the balcony with a cup of hot tea at 7 am. Last night Akash, and Akash's father came and gave the invitation letter. The wedding of the sky the next day. The sky is about three years shorter than samar. But before samar's auspicious marriage is completed, Akash's marriage. Although they are small in age, they live in the same neighborhood. That's why there is a good friendship between the two. From eating tea together in the neighborhood tea shop to sharing cigarettes. Whatever it is! Akash studies with his mind and is currently a big boss of a traveling agency. Money is also very big money. He is married to the only daughter of the managing director of the company. Samar, meanwhile, is still unemployed. Samar did not like the subject of studies since childhood. Samar always thinks a little bit about nature. What happens in front of the eyes can discover the story of imagination in the mind. That's why from a very young age, the father has to be kicked almost. It wasn't too late last night. In front of Akash's father, Samar's father said to Samar. "Hey, grandpa!! Your forehead is wrapped in gold; So the boy got such a piece of diamond. It's my untimely! I made a mistake by giving birth! However, Samar's ears have been cut off to hear these things in front of everyone. It used to be very sad to hear these insulting things before. But now it has become a habit to hear the same thing again and again. But there is also a limit to endurance. That's why he left home today. He'll come back today with something. A well-known book publishing company has come up with Samar's full name Samar Sen. He wanted to be a good writer. Most of his stories are stories of mysterious ghosts. Meanwhile, age is increasing day by day. But Samar cannot breathe a moment without writing. His father's chasing mother has been removed. How good it is to sit and destroy my father's food. So he decided to return home today with good news. He just feels like gifting the stories to a good book company and printing his stories in book form. Sitting under a banyan tree on the side of the road, they think about it; Suddenly there was a gentleman's entry. He already knew Samar's mind. After talking for a while, he took Samar's hand and took him to a big publishing house. He got into the elevator of the five-story building to talk to the manager there. Samar doesn't understand what's going on. However, he entered the manager's room. Knocks on the door; a heavy masculine voice comes from inside. For Samar, it's all like a dream. That's why he cuts a pinch on himself. A fat gentleman sitting in a chair inside said, "Sit down, let's start your story. If you like it, our company will print your stories in book form. And yes, let me tell you one thing, we will keep 36% of the money for printing the book, you will get the remaining 42%.Although the percentage will be calculated on how much your book is being sold by the common people. That's why you should tell it for now! And yes, the cost of printing the remaining 12% of the book. You do not have to personally spend any money to print books in our company. That's our rule! Do you agree? Standing on the ground, if suddenly the moon of the sky comes in hand, it will be just as the situation of Samar. Samar agreed by shaking his neck without any other delay. Then the manager said. "Look, sir, the stories I have written are mostly haunted and shrouded in mystery. Today there will be a ghostly glimpse here! That's what he started by saying.  (Part 1) Samar says. "Let me tell you something before I start the story, sir. My stories are mainly about women. May I ask you a question, sir? Sitting in a black high back chair, the coarse-voiced man said. "Of course! Tell me what you want to know? What do you see first as a woman's beauty?Samar says. Sir was a little nervous to hear such an unexpected question. Then Amta whispered..." You'll be younger than me, so you're addressing me. Look, I'm old now. There are all the wives and children at home. In a woman now, I like to see her motherhood first. Samar laughs and says." Sir, this is not the correct answer to my question. Do you very well understand exactly what I want to know?? In these cases, you are all equal!!! I hope you don't have to explain more than that! Sir said, even if it was in a hurry. "What you're pointing out is correct. As a woman's beauty, the first thing we see is her beautiful face. Then slowly come down from the face and see what I see, you also see!  But what does your story have to do with him? Hearing this, Samar said. "With every story of mine, there is a description of the physical beauty of this woman. And the description of how the flaw of beauty can hurt a woman's tender heart, and from that formula, each of my stories has become a horror. On hearing this, Sir said "It's really interesting. ... I don't think I've ever published a book on such a subject before. Start, I can't handle myself anymore. Samar says, "The word woman is like that, sir. The word in which this male race is lost. I admit it as a man myself. A woman's beauty must be seen in her eyes, because this is the door of her heart, this is the place where love is. A beautiful woman is like painting and remains beautiful no matter how old she is. " I'm starting with my first story.