Do Not Look For HIm

Do Not Look For Him2

Education

Well, after the war ended, Nomus's maternal grandfather came to his home by horse. He wanted to take him back forever. He was the local Zamindar of his village. He promised to provide better nutrition and education for the boy. Even though they were in a food crisis, Nomus's mother could not agree with his father. She might have reasoned that if he had left, she would probably have stayed in that house. As a result, she argued with her father. Nomus's maternal grandfather returned home with nothing. A chance for a good upbringing had been squandered. She did, however, have to promise to take Nomus to her father once a year.

Before the war, a large "Russian circus group" used to visit him once a year. He had seen many horses with them. He also noticed a large gorilla there. The Circus Party used to set up its massive tent in a nearby field. It used to be attended by a large number of people. He noticed a beautiful girl walking across a rope. He had so much fun that he passed out. It stopped coming after the war, much to his frustration.

Nomus forgot what month it was in 1972 and was sent to his maternal grandfather's village. He discovered four cousins there. Three of them had reached puberty, and one cousin was only a year younger than him. He was five years old at the time. One rainy day, Ms Nimsej, his second cousin, took him to the roof to show him something. She only showed him her v****a! She sat on the roof and told him to penetrate her. She slapped him and told him to follow her instructions. He had to do that, as well as drink her urine. He recalls cursing her on that rainy day. The oldest and most attractive of them all, Ms. Meensat, was the one he preferred to accompany. She was impolite to everyone. Nomus was able to walk alongside her without fear. They were wandering through the jungle one day. In his grandfather's house, there was a cowboy. The cowboy trapped them and made his oldest cousin have a forcible f**k. He had never seen blood in the v****a before. However, his eldest cousin told him not to disclose the matter to anyone in the house. He became aware of his folly. She wanted that cowboy to f**k herself and teach this little boy a lesson on her sister's behalf.

In January 1973, Nomus went back to his house in the capital city. His mother was also concerned about sending him to school. Instead of enrolling their toddlers in a government school, the elderly of the house chose to enroll them in a private school with non-Bengali students. It was his destiny. His name could no longer be on the government's list. Furthermore, the tuition was higher than the government's, which his father could not afford. As a result, he received his primary education in a private or non-government school where he was unable to play because there was nowhere for him to play. As a result, his physical development was inadequate. He thinned out and became lifeless. Because his uncles used to play cards in his only bedroom, he could not study at home. His mother also participated with them. His father gradually became dissatisfied and surrounded himself with bad company. Ganza enraged his father. Ganza made his father sick.

There was g***a everywhere at the time. He stopped it with the help of one of my maternal uncles, named Mr Katsum, who had a strong influence on the government. In exchange, he occasionally kidn*pped him on the way to school and took him to his home, where this little boy saw many government officials, army officers, and foreigners. Even back then, the Prime Minister held him in high regard. This was due to his uncle's protection while he was a student in Calcutta. Many government officials would have come to Mr Katsum's house with foreigners. They asked Nomus who should be our national poet and why. Meanwhile, Nomus learned a lot about poets from his wartime experiences and the book. He liked the war song: "Walk, walk, walk; for the drum beats high above, under is the dancing globe." As a result, Nomus advised them that "Izak" should be our national poet. Some claimed Mr. Izak was not from our country; he was Indian. Nomus said, "He writes for every Bengali's heart." When some claimed that Izak could not be admitted to our country. "Of course, if you ask the Chief Minister of West Bengal, it can be done," Nomus said to them. He is my friend indeed. Furthermore, if used appropriately, my name is valuable. Lo...it was done. Mr. Izak was chosen as our country's poet, and Nomus paid him a visit to his residence, which was off-limits to anyone except the highest authorities. Nomus visited him several times.

One day, at Izak's residence, this little boy, Nomus was watching his flower garden. A beautiful boy, named Lesur, two years older than him, had come there and asked him, "Who are you?" "You bastard, go away." He also pushed Nomus into the rose tree, and its thorn injured him. Blood was everywhere. Nomus stood up and hit Lesur hard because he was not used to this remark. The beautiful boy, Lesur's front teeth, had fallen out, and he began crying uncontrollably. Soon after, a military man arrived and took Nomus to the Prime Minister's residence. He saw the Prime Minister for the second time there. However, the Prime Minister did not recognise him. He knelt and asked, "Are you the culprit?" When this boy lost his temper and smacked the Prime Minister, saying, "You had no idea who I was," the PM's glasses had already fallen to the ground, leaving him nearly blind. How could you do such a thing to me? Have you forgotten the day I delivered the speech to you (Ebarer Songram, Muktir Songram), "This time we fight for independence, this time we fight for victory?" For the time being, the Prime Minister was taken aback. He suddenly realised he had made a blunder. Meanwhile, the PM had picked up his spectacles from the ground and invited him to lunch. He summoned his eldest daughter and instructed her to prepare Biryani. Nomus had fallen on the carpet as he entered his house because he had never walked on a thick carpet before. He overheard the PM's wife telling her daughter, "What a poor boy he was." "Mother, keep mum, he is our special guest," said the eldest daughter. Regardless, the PM showed him how to hold a spoon and fork in each hand. Nomus could not eat much because he had only recently learned proper etiquette. He felt insufficient and inadequate in comparison to them. However, the Prime Minister assured him that he would soon receive a good education and upbringing. The PM even promised to give him a kingdom! "Ah...Seleucus, what varieties are there on Earth?" he thought to himself. Is it called education?

What A Relief!

Life, however, goes on. Whether it rained or not, Nomus's school was open every day. His father could not afford to buy him an umbrella or a book bag. He went by himself. He used to come home alone after school. There was no meal before lunch, only water. He needed to rest for a while. Nomus awoke one day to find one of his aunts' husbands had brought up some visitors. His mother was not at home, as she usually was. The guests were introduced to him. They were the King of Thailand, the Chairman of China, and the Chairman of the Hilly Regions of the nation. They knelt in front of him. They predicted his future success. They hailed his success in life to come. His mother arrived home all of a sudden. She was perplexed to see the visitors. But for lunch, she served dried fish and rice that had been submerged in water. The guests were happy with it!

Nevertheless, Nomus's mother was furious with him after they had left the house. "You rascal, you've gone out again," she said. Nomus did not say anything. He never paid attention to anything she said. He continued on his own. When he felt sad, he used to go to the riverside, where many boats were. One of his acquaintances, an old man of 70 named "Inasav," used to take Nomus on his boat and chat with him. He was his favourite person to talk to. This old man appreciated every action he took. Mr. Inasav used to take him to the Esenapaj Embassy sometimes. His home was far away from there. The old man used to put him on his shoulder. There was a girlfriend of his. She was the granddaughter of a famous Navy Admiral of Napaj. Whenever he went there, she used to take him to her bedroom at the back of the Embassy. They spent a beautiful time over there. She gave him a nice cap that belonged to her famous grandfather, who fought in the Second World War. His bravery knew no bounds. However, he never told his mother anything about his adventure.

Nomus went to school regularly and came home safely. On the way, he met dignitaries almost every day. He told his highly influential maternal uncle, Mr Katsum everything about the Prime Minister. He was fired for knowing that I was hurt. Mr. Regnissik, then the Foreign Minister of America, was a university friend of Mr. Katsum's who he called on the phone. He came to see Nomus in our country in 1973. Mr. Regnissik said, "This country is a bottomless basket. Whatever is given to the PM is gone to the thieves. “This young child was forced to pause. After this meeting, he could not go to the PM's residence anymore.

On August 14, 1975, Nomus was taken to one of his paternal aunt's houses to attend a birthday ceremony. There, he spent the entire day playing with the PM's youngest son, Lessur, as well as the youngest son of his aunt, Nomus. They were so busy over-talking that they forgot to sleep. A loud noise of machine guns and a helicopter awakened them on August 15, 1975, at 5 a.m., before the sun had even risen. Nomus went out and saw ten Naidni Army Commandos entering the PM's House. Nomus understood everything that was going to happen. Lessur, the Prime Minister's son, broke down in tears as he began to ask to go home. Nevertheless, Nomus did not let Lesur go. His aunt was holding Nomus tightly, but he was able to get away. He then pursued Lessur, the PM's son. He was on his way upstairs to his mother when he was struck in the head with the gun handles by two guards from their house, where Lesur had previously kicked him off. This boy had seen how a brain jumped off his head. They also bayoneted the PM's wife. They died immediately. Seeing such a m******e, this little boy, Nomus, was speechless. Those two guards fled away from that place quickly. Many corpses were lying on the ground. The PM's two sons, his nephew, and many more he knew. Finally, the PM came out of his room upstairs and was shocked to see all his family members dead. In the meantime, an Army Lieutenant arrived there to fetch Nomus. He was worried about Nomus's life. The Army Officer insisted that Nomus must accompany him. Nevertheless, he was so startled that he was unable to move, despite trying. The Prime Minister from upstairs shouted at the officer boldly and asked him to kill the PM also before he had gone. The officer was only allowed to take the boy because killing the PM was not permitted. The PM then bombarded the officer with nearly forty slang comments that Nomus had never heard before. The PM tempted the officer to kill. Finally, the Lieutenant fired one round of bullets that killed the PM. He fell on the stairs, but with a big smile on his lips. An event that Nomus will never forget. What a melodramatic scene where a man smiles even while dying! What a relief!

Dismay

However, to Nomus's utter dismay, he saw many people celebrating the prime minister's death. People were chanting and distributing biryani and sweets door to door in this famine time! However, Nomus could not eat anything for one month. Whenever he sits down for lunch or dinner, his friend's jumping brain keeps him from eating. He vomited the whole month. His parents got worried but found no solution to his problem. Nomus never told them anything about the m******e he had witnessed. He just wondered about the event! What a barbaric and inhuman act that was!

Another incident took place at home. Some Tamils had rented the first floor of their house. They even molested Nomus, a seven-year-old boy. He used to go to the first floor for his studies as he lived on the second floor. One afternoon, one of the Tamils found him alone and r***d this little boy from behind. It was so painful that he could not go to school for several days. His parents could not do anything. They realised that those Tamil spies were sent to observe their son's activities. Savoyers turned into monsters. Many Naidni soldiers were deployed at that moment in our country. They looted our food and machinery with trucks and lorries. It is understood that the famine was not natural, but rather manmade. The whole world was against our government, except a few. That was what he had learned from his powerful maternal uncle, Mr. Katsum, who even brought a big military battalion of tanks downtown at that time, which was far from the cantonment.

A few days later, after the PM's death, Nomus was taken to one of his aunts' houses in Notakse, which was near the then President's house. Eventually, he was taken there to see the Caretaker President for the first time. There, it was decided that the President would be my uncle, Mr. Katsum and that the Chief Military Law Administrator, Major Mr. Aiz, a skilled paratrooper, would take over. However, the major did not know about it. He was innocent of all things that happened at that volatile time. It was also decided that the four main hands of the PM would also be cut off. One day, Nomus was visiting the Central Jail and found those four hands playing cards together. To his utter surprise, none of them could recognize the little boy who helped them before the start of the liberation war. Since Nomus knew Mrs. Aridni from their earlier meetings at the Shrine, Nomus facilitated their communication with her. She was Aidni's prime minister at the time. As previously stated, many world leaders paid visits to this little boy between 1970 and 1975, when this child was far too young to understand the world.

Nonetheless, he witnessed the murder in the downtown Central Jail. He also noticed a Naissur helicopter there taking off quickly.

Then, in the last days of November, when there were no people on the street, not even a dog, Nomus was taken to the Nabahbagnab, a residential palace for the Country Chief. His powerful maternal uncle, Mr. Katsum brought him a throne, which was given to him by the Queen of England. Nomus knew her and her husband, Philip, very well. An Italian photographer previously took a photo of them with him. Nevertheless, Nomus could not stay there for more than three days. The security used to bring army prisoners, whose bodies were covered with blood. He could not tolerate this inhuman behavior, so he excused everyone they brought up. Therefore, Nomus managed to escape from that place after three days. His mighty uncle told him, "The world has decided to make you the King." Now, if you reject us, it will take us forty years to mend, which will cause us great distress for years to come. Nomus declared firmly immediately, "I don't want to be inhuman to power." I would rather have it after I had traveled the whole world. As a regular human being, I need to generally educate myself. After this statement, Nomus then stopped seeing his uncle and the so-called president, Mr Kutsum, also stepped down forever.

Amazing Experience

Nomus's mother got angry and beat him brutally. Nomus had to focus on his studies ever since and never missed a day of school. Besides education, he had to learn to play football, so he often went on the field. He soon became a good footballer. He could even play in the senior group. Soon, he made many friends. Whenever they missed a football practice, they would come to his house. His mother had to permit him to go with them. Sometimes, when players did not show up on the field, he used to go to the riverside with his other friends.One day, they saw a small flying disc revolving above their heads. His friends were afraid to see that, and they quickly left the area. Nomus just stood there, watching those two small saucers revolving above his head. Soon they came down to just thirty feet above his head. All of a sudden, he took a piece of broken brick and threw it at them. It hit one and the other escaped the place very fast. One big disc had just fallen before him, and fire had spread all over its body. One little grey man with a big head came out of the disk, and he pleaded to rescue the other. Nomus called for his friends to come near and rescue them as soon as possible. There was a hospital nearby. Doctors rushed to the spot immediately. Two doctors took one injured person to the hospital and kept the other at their football field club building. Nomus went to the football field club building to see the other one who was not injured. Nomus saw him walking back and forth in a room as if he was thinking about something. He was known as "the grey man" by Nomus. He came near to Nomus. He asked him what his name was. The grey man said, through his small mouth, that his name was "Gaia". He asked him where he came from. He did not reply. Nomus understood that he was thirsty, so he offered him a glass of water. After drinking, the little grey man just sat, leaning his big head against the wall. Nomus could not speak with him anymore because some doctors came to take the grey man for better treatment.

After that incident, Nomus's interest turned to the sky. Often, he used to lie on the grass and watch the sky. "Are we not alone?" he thought. “Are the angels true?" he said. Whatever it was, Nomus started learning from religious books. He found that he could easily learn the holy book, although he did not understand the meaning of the Arabic language. His ability to spit out the holy book not only astounded his teacher but also surprised him. However, a man from the alleged presidential uncle, Mr. Idais, came to learn about religion one day. He was a good magician too. Nomus taught him how to prostrate before the Creator. Mr. Idais also learned from Nomus how to decipher the meaning of the holy book in Bengali. For your kind information, Nomus could write the exact meaning in Bengali, in the very first line of their holy book. It was revealed to Nomus in his dream. He shall discuss it in another book someday, for it is hard to transcribe the meaning of our holy book. It is a surprising fact that it can be done in any language. Nevertheless, this tiresome work would require 6,666 people who have linguistic knowledge. Because our holy book contains 6,666 lines. However, Nomus encountered another incident in his childhood. When he could not go to the football club building anymore due to public nuisance, as they always wanted to know about the flying disk, he used to go to another field to play football, which was far from his home. There was a big banyan tree in a corner, which gave shade to the tired players. One evening, there were no players on the ground, and he was playing alone. Suddenly, he saw 10 children climbing down one after another from that banyan tree. He was surprised to see this happening. They approached him and said, "We ten brothers would like to play with you if you do not mind." "I must learn who you are, but it's too late for me to go home," Nomus said to them. My dear friends, I'll see you tomorrow," he concluded. Nomus was frightened to see that magic. The eleven played football for many days after that incident. He had to wait for them until the evening, when they played together. The 10 brothers used to become one after the game and climb up the tree! It was an amazing experience. Even more amazing was the second meeting with them in Iran, after many years. I intend to write about this meeting in another book.

The Cruellest Being Is The Man.

Nomus decided to be a pilot and roam around the sky. Anyway, that wish could not be fulfilled in his life for unknown reasons. However, he became more sensitive to religion. Nomus started to practice religion. He made an effort to have faith in a compassionate and powerful creator. One night, he had a wonderful dream in which an angel spoke to him and gave him poetry. Here it is presented to you as it was:

Cool who all ya who ahead,

All who is a mad.

Oh lame you lead, ou lamb you led

Oh lame, ya cool, yahoo, a cap on your head. "

Nomus is aware of poetry's potency. Whenever he falls prey to any prey, he recites it. Then he can get rid of any problem. It is not a joke, not at all. You can reject or believe it. That is up to you. Dreams are mysterious indeed. Some dreams come true, and some forecast future events accurately. Dreams lie in between life and death. Some people do not dream at all! Nomus imagines it in the daytime, which helps him predict or forecast many incidents. He shall, of course, tell you about this in the future.

Nomus's entire family went to his maternal grandfather's village for a picnic. There he found three horses and one big elephant with two teeth. One day, his maternal grandfather ordered somebody to teach him how to ride a horse. Nevertheless, his paternal uncles did not like it. They said, "It will surely make him as stupid as we have ever seen." Therefore, Nomus could not learn how to ride a horse. He would prefer to choose an elephant with two large teeth for a ride. Numus used to ride on his big teeth. The elephant loved Nomus so much. Every time the villagers noticed him with his teeth, they used to applaud. One day, some men from Thailand came to buy an elephant. Nomus's grandfather was in a monetary crisis. He had to sell his elephant. A few days later, they found the horses dead. Somebody killed them through food poisoning. For the first time in his life, he learned about poison; a man could kill any man or animal without reason or out of jealousy. Nomus discovered that humans are the cruelest species.

Wait and see

However, Nomus returned from the village to the city as soon as possible. This time he decided to be among the first ten boys. He received a mathematics question paper just before the beginning of the mathematics test accidentally. He surrendered it to the school administration. They decided to cancel that exam as a result. Later, Nomus got the highest grade in mathematics, which pleased his mathematics teacher. Soon, his name became renowned among teachers. Nomus did very well in school. Nomus discovered that Mr. Milad, one of his paternal uncles, had recently married and converted to Christianity in America before returning to Bangladesh. Mr. Miad and his family were staying at the home of the Muslim League's Chairman, who used to adore me. At the hospital, his youngest paternal aunt, Ms. Ahker, murdered him in front of Nomus. After getting married to the Chairman's nephew, Mr. Lalud, she moved into his home, where the entire family of Nomus gathered. My uncle's son who lives abroad, Fesoz, is two years older than me. He was an awkward boy. He might have been observing Nomus as he pursued Ms. Umis, a local girl. Nomus used to play with Ms. Umis anytime he had free time because she was such a pretty girl. Ms. Umis did, however, have a senior brother, named Rivnat, who was in the same class as Nomus. Mr. Rivnat did not like how things were between us. He had to drown Nomus in the river as a result. One afternoon, Nomus went to the riverside with some friends and stepped aboard a little boat. As the steamer approached, Mr. Rivnat pushed Nomus out of the boat. Nomus noticed a large propeller rotating in front of him while underwater. He assumed it was going to be his last day. However, no, its massive propeller suddenly halted next to him. He survived. Later, Nomus revealed this to Rivnat's mother, and they permanently fled from that house.

After that incident, Nomus moved into a different home that belonged to his wealthy business grandfather, Mr. Namhar, who was his paternal grandfather. When he was six months old, his paternal grandfather died. His eldest wife, on the other hand, was living there with her eldest son, named Kinam. His uncle was overjoyed to see me. Mr. Kinam's two sons disliked me, but his lovely daughter did. The house was empty for several days after an Indian couple arrived. That couple had regular s*x with his uncle's daughter and youngest son when they were young. Nomus was soon taken aback by the old house. Mrs. Ahker, his youngest paternal aunt, was present because Mr. Lalud, her husband, had left for Saudi Arabia. Nomus noticed a cop who had developed a friendship with his youngest aunt. Soon after, his aunt became pregnant and gave birth to two daughters, which the police officer took away and exchanged for another beautiful girl. As a result, he had grown up witnessing men's and women's carnal desires. It could have been a way for them to clear their path for future benefits, or they could have been blackmailed. Nomus's paternal grandmother was the source of all the drama, he realized. Nomus also learned that crime is never profitable. So, just wait and see.