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I’ve understood
This annoying lover lockdown won't let me leave free anymore
No, I don't know anything divine; no oracle I have
But I have to say goodbye to the lover of a joke called lockdown
From tomorrow I will go out in love
with my familiar city lanes, roads, ports, junction areas
I’ve learned from this quarantine life
The more love for lockdown in this world, the more infections and deaths
I don't want to learn this type love of life sitting at home anymore
Fifty days of quarantine has taught me ridiculous information
Maybe according to hypocritical international imperialist god revelation
BBC, CNN, Al Jazeera and local ATN Bangla News forecast absurdity about nCov-19
Everyone is serving the news
Got it, the presence of nCov-19 is more in the lover lockdown area
to increase farcical number of infections and deaths
No, not I am anymore in this closed room
Tomorrow I will say goodbye to this useless courier of death
For many days I did not open my mind’s wings to see the surroundings of my city
Gram, Singara, Peyaju, Samusha of Baddar Jhal Bitan have not been eaten for a long time
have not been eaten for a long time the Bangle banana with bread and parched rice standing in Khuilla's Cooling Corner
Didn't drink the milk creamy tear of Alamgir under the banyan tree in front of Agrabad Ethnic Museum for a long time
Shoes have not been polished in Shimul cobbler shop for a long time
Smoking cigarettes have not been paid taka for a long time to Kuduissa, Shallo, Tinku, Raima, Zarina and other unnamed children born on the streets of Agrabad Badamtali
(I certainly can tell this amusing virus couldn’t infect and kill any of them)
did not talk about cloth business with Osman and Munni Apu in Chawkbazar Golzar Tower for a long time
There was no amorous and playful discussion with friend Adv. Habib and Adv. with Johnny for a long time
I hope I will do all these habitually from tomorrow
I know, although I won’t go from Muradpur to Agrabad hanging like monkey by the 10th no. bus
Yet, from tomorrow I shall say goodbye to this wacky lover lockdown
14.05.2020 (Chattogram City)
(5th September 2020
Udaliya Tea Garden, Fatickchari, Chattogram
with Misbah, Jony, Habib, Parves, Manik)
Extended deep hills
the more we went to the west
from our local area
Serpentine paths in the hills
on the protean waists of hills the tea cultivation,
the far hills are greenwood of the rubber trees
Into the deep forest of these approachable hills
we found some huts with performing chants
after crossing more three hills
there was the Honolulu queen- a garden of dragon fruits,
artificial lakes, paddy fields, pasturelands
though fishing was not my hobby I enjoyed with them
full day with fishing hooks and collected seven and a half kg fishes
After returning to my home
For the hottest day, I felt a headache but thrilled I was
Alone in my room, though the full day with splendorous time
I do not know actually why I am here on this earth
In me I feel, for me, this world is the palace of leisure time passing;
when my vacation period will be over then I have to leave this forever
Mama was going to be very busy today
(very busy cos it was Saturday)
There were jobs and work to do
Piles of clothes and washing too
Usually she would be preoccupied
And the children will have a day not fried
by “What are you doing” or “Get off that Swing”
or “Stop that playing and make that bell ring”
Those jerky and crazy stuff they’d do
Or make us do now i’m confused
So anyway the soap was out
Used up in her laundering bout
And she pointed a crooked finger and said
Jimmy , "Two Ariel One peak milk, six Joy soap and bread"
Poor Jimmy could only stare and mope
And she spit on the floor and she cried
Make sure you’re back before that's dried
And she tossed some bills and turned her face
And poor Jimmy began his roundabout race
Chanting
"Two Ariel, One peak milk, six Joy soap and bread"
"Two Ariel, One peak milk, six Joy soap and bread"
For a while the going was understood
he took short cuts the going was good
Then he met old Olaf by the door
And stop to greet him but only swore
Now I've messed it up. Which is what?
Is it three joy soap or bread I thought
(And he confused his poor brain the more)
Now it was "Three bread, six Joy milk, and Ariel flour"
Thankfully Mallam Habib’s shop was by the corner
Though Jimmy didn’t know it , he was a goner
He stumbled breathlessly, "I need these
Two Ariel One Joy, and three Peak peas"
Habib stared at him and held back a guffaw
Nevertheless he took the money and then he saw
Written in tiny and clear print, it firmly said
Give him "Two Ariel, One peak… bread"
Jimmy was so thankful "You’re so kind
how do you even y’know read my mind"
"But what’s the fun if I told you
Run along you have a job to do"
Jimmy snapped and sadly cradled his behind
Of course he knew the spit had dried
And if there was anything Ma was good at
It was spanking with a baseball bat