My dear darling chapter 7 and 8
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"The more you push me away, the more you spill society's ink.
But even today I love you... love you."
day of love He got love from anyone else except his mother! No father loves Although she is angry, she believes that the man loves her. Beyond that?
he remembers Rathin Kaku used to rent their house. The man was his playmate. When Rini used to play with Didi, she used to praise them by eating imaginary dishes in their cooking bowls. Kaku used to sit with them and tell stories. He loved Kaku a lot. Mother was very sick that day. The father took the mother to the doctor, and left her with Rathinkaku. On that afternoon, Kaku... Even today, when he remembers the conversation, he can smell the coppery smell of cigarettes. Stomach upset. That day Rathin ran away from Kakur and took refuge with Rinididi. But, that afternoon he...
The twelve-year-old little boy understood that day that there is nothing called love and trust... nothing...
Passion! Loved him too. But what happened! One day he came and said, "Look brother! don't mess with me Actually you are a little different. My girlfriend doesn't take well to me hanging out with you so much. So... please..."
How easily said the words that day! No one could think of her as a girl, a woman. Lolita? How easily he could let go of her hand. Didn't even feel the need to say why the breakup happened. No one had to answer to. Everyone heard it all and said the same thing, 'It's okay...'
How is everything? He dreamed so much! Walking together so many steps were all false! Only he says 'gay'?
One's natural instincts that society cannot accept. started avoiding him. It is the day of love again in society! Who knows how to love?
Posting his own poem, these Akashkusum were sitting in the shade of a big banyan tree in Abhi Maidan. Many couples are spinning in front of his eyes. Laughing...
And he is seeing all that with blurred eyes. Blurry because his eyes have unknowingly steamed up.
She wants to run out like the girl in front of her. He wants to hug a lover's shoulder. He wants no one to stare when he walks. 'Six', 'Hijre' will not rush. Office colleagues will not avoid. The transformed word will be erased and live as a woman!
He seems very tired these days. I feel very tired.
— Those eyes don't hold water.
Hearing this, Abhi looks up in surprise. Seeing that, a tall man raised his hand and wiped the water on his cheek.
He was very surprised. He looked at her like a fixed statue for a while.
— Do you still not recognize it?
He handles himself, Nilavro! But, why did it? Nilavro's eyes are even more surprising than that. His eyes are saying something else!
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— Abbe Shala! Are you crazy? And six brothers! At the end what not... this brother, are you straight? Or...
— Have you fallen in love with that unique person you see? Does not mean we have a lack of girls in Kolkata or brother?
— And you did not understand that you are gay, Chandu? That's why you broke up with Shelly, right?
The words rang in Nilavror's ears once more. Immediately he remembered another person, he said, “You know, these are the ones with feminine nature... those your friends call hijre! You know, their minds are just like girls. Only mistakes are born. You are talking about Ananya, have you ever noticed how beautiful she looks in a red and white saree! And the five girls can make a difference? doesn't go You fell in love with the woman in her blue. I will not forbid you. Love has no strings attached.”
Nilavro replied, "But everyone is pointing fingers at me."
— will pick up more.
— Ah!
— What will happen if the Supreme Court legislates that our society runs on its own ideas. How to change him? How much do they have to fight? And if you love him today, thinking how you don't have to fight?
Nilavro looked to the side. Two thick black eyes have been looking at him for a long time with a questioning and surprised look. He is a little surprised. bewildered Maybe she wasn't worried about her tears before. Also, she understands why Nilavro came to her.
It has been a long time. The last red glow of the sun has wrapped the entire city like cellophane paper.
A small part of that paper is also attached to Ananya's face. What does not say this time? "The light seen by the bride"! How sweet does not feel unique! Red saree, curly hair over shoulders like a mountain spring. He got a twist in his chest.
Nilavro opened his mouth and closed it again. Before saying the words, he thought again, what he is doing is right? He does not want to deceive anyone. He looked at Ananya once more. Chest rumbling increased a little. He understood, there is no way back. Now he has nothing left...
— I don't know exactly how to say, where to start. Look, the hand is cold.
Abhi is surprised. What is the boy saying! Her chest is heaving. What he fears will happen! No no... that's his imagination. Overthink!
He looked at the boy once. His age or younger will be one year. The red glow of the last day's sun crept into her cheeks and added a crimson color. He is wearing black shirt and jeans. He felt a twist in his chest. He realizes that the person in front of him is very similar to the person in his imagination. After Lohit, after one and a half years, he is again feeling attracted to someone.
Nilavro started saying, “I had a love in my college life. Four years of love. After college I got busy with my Masters. Since then I was developing a distance with Milly which was increasing day by day. I'm not exactly skeptical. But, I don't know why I feel like he is cheating on me. Something is going on behind my eyes. Some of my friends were also informing me that he was being seen with someone called Mrinal in cinemas, malls... Funny thing is, I didn't want to believe it at first so they sent me heaps of pictures. The funny thing is that I was being hidden from everywhere and the pictures were being released. Divya was making love to me. After seeing these, it doesn't make sense to stay together anymore, right? Four years have passed since then. No prem-tam pressed on my head. Clicked a year ago. After leaving Milly, I felt like going somewhere, these loves-talbasa, love; All lies! Drama!
But, the upper one, raised his finger upwards and said, he smiled at my condition.
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