Mum took me to the dentist in London yesterday afternoon. The doctor saw a hole in my tooth. Lower molar teeth. He lit the hole. It didn't hurt that much. Mother took me out of the doctor's chamber and entered a cafe. He bought me ice cream, mother took coffee.
When I left the shop, it started raining. heavy rain Need to take one, said mother.
What's the point of going out in the rain? I said Enter the cafe. I will go out when the rain stops. I want to eat ice cream again. Very fun ice cream.
Said mother, the rain doesn't seem to stop anytime soon. Must return home.
We started looking for a taxi standing on the pavement in the rain. Many taxis are coming, nearby. But all passengers are full. Yes, if only they had a car, Mom regretted.
At that time we saw the man. Small people, may be seventy or older. He raised his hat and said to his mother in a humble voice, "I'm sorry, I wanted to say something... An old man with a white mustache on his lips, a wrinkle of age on a rosy face. He is standing with an umbrella on his head.
yes Mother said coldly. If you don't mind I will ask you a favor, said the old man. Very little grace.
I noticed that the mother was looking at the man suspiciously. My mother has her doubts. Two things in the world he is most suspicious of are strangers and boiled eggs. He cuts off the pointed part of the head of a boiled egg while having breakfast. Then he put the spoon inside and began to rub it well, as if he wanted to see if there was a baby mouse or something else hidden in it. And about getting to know strangers, he often says that the more gentle and modest the person he sees, the more noise he thinks. Mitch is the only devil
Avatar of modesty is sitting. But the old man didn't seem like a devil to me at all. I did not find anything to suspect in the man's modest expression and speech. A true gentleman seems to be the suave old man. I can understand that he is a gentleman by looking at his shoes. By looking at the shoes, you can tell who is a gentleman and who is a child. It's all about knowing people. The groom wears expensive, brown shoes.
To be honest, the man started again, getting into a bit of trouble. But, madam, old men like me tend to forget many things with age...
Ma Jhat raised her chin and looked down her nose at the old man's drink. Big scary stuff. When a mother looks at someone like this, inside she becomes aware. But there was no thought in the face of the old man with the umbrella,
Didn't even blink an eye. He smiled gently and said, "Believe me, madam, I am not in the habit of stopping women on the street and asking for help." It doesn't look like it, said the mother.
I felt annoyed by my mother's words. Wanted to say, shit. Shit! mother Not knowing what you are commenting. How gentle and polite the man is. It looks like he is in real danger. You shouldn't be dealing with it like that at all.
But I didn't say anything. I thought it was better to remain silent. The old man took the umbrella from one hand to the other. I am never so forgetful, he said. Listen what you did wrong? Mother's sharp tone.
My wallet, he said, must have been left in another jacket by mistake. What could be more stupid?
So you come to me for financial help. asked
mother
Oh no, cried the old man. I will not do such a thing in my life. So what do you want? said mother What to say quickly. Didn't see it wet
going I saw, he said. And after seeing the baby girl getting wet in the rain, I came with an umbrella. Take the umbrella over your head from the rain
What if? Mother wanted to know.
If you pay me only the taxi fare to return home. Mother may still be free of suspicion
Protect yourselves. Of course, you can keep it for life...if...
no He asked, if there is no rent, how did you come here?
Walk, said the old man. I walk a lot every day. Then I took a taxi home. The matter has become a habit.
Then you can walk now, said mother. If I could, I would go, said the old man. But the old legs don't want to move anymore. A lot of walking today.
Mother started biting her lower lip in a worried manner. I know what mom is thinking. Don't want to miss the opportunity to own an umbrella at a low price. But the umbrella is very beautiful. The man showed greed. I can see, said mother. Made of silk, he said.
I saw that too.
So why not take it madam? He said. I bought the umbrella for twenty pounds. But now I am willing to give up the illusion if I get a pound as a taxi fare. A pair of legs is more expensive than an umbrella right now.
I saw mother putting her hand in her purse. He noticed me looking at him. Like mother, I also raised my chin and looked at mother. Mother understands what I mean. It is not right to take advantage of an old man's helplessness and cheat him like this, mother, I said to myself. Mother took her hand out of her purse and turned to face the old man. I don't want your umbrella for a pound. It seems you are being wronged. I am paying the rent. Take the umbrella and leave.
No, what is he! protested the old man. His question does not arise. I can't even imagine taking financial aid. Take the umbrella, I see you are completely silent in the rain.
Mom glared at me. Vijay wanted to say cheerfully, I am not deceiving him at all. The old man wants me to take the umbrella.
Mother reached into her purse again. He took out a one pound note. The old man added. The old man took the money and gave the umbrella to his mother. He raised his head hat, bent his waist and shook his mother. He said, thank you
Madam, thank you. Then left. Come under the umbrella, honey, said mother, see how lucky we are. It has been my long time dream to own such a silk umbrella. But could not afford to buy.
If you take the umbrella, why do you ask the old man so much? I asked to the mother
I played it to see if it was old jocchor, said mother. Nah, really good guy. Glad I was able to help the guy.
A real gentleman, said the mother, is moneyless. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to buy a silk umbrella. I think the old man is quite big. Someone like Sir Harry Goldsworthy. right mom
However, if you get an information from this incident, you should never take any decision in haste. Must play first. Then you don't have to post later.
Mom look, I said. Where is the 'gentleman going'?
That's over there. crossing the road Hey father, have you seen my mother walking?
The little man's legs grew like fans, the cart swerved past the horse and moved across the road. Then quickly turned left speed. 'But the man doesn't seem tired at all now, does he, mother? Mother remained silent.
Not even trying to catch the car, I said.
Mother is speechless. Looking at the old man in a fixed and awkward manner. He looks clear. Storming down the sidewalk, marching.
The old man has something in his head, said the mother in a low voice.
What do you mean?
What do I know about him, said the mother. But you must know what his intentions are. Come with me, mother held my hand and walked down the street. We turned left. Can you see the old man? Mother asked.
yes He just entered the front lane.
I followed him into the right lane. The old man is twenty hands away from us. The speed of rain has increased more than before. Raindrops fall from the brim of the man's hat, drenching him. But we don't even feel a drop of rain on us. I am well under the umbrella.
I don't understand his intention, said the mother.
The old man turned around but he will see us, I said in a worried voice. Let's see, anger in mother's throat. The guy is lying to us. He says he can't walk. Now I see it flying. Where is the liar from?'
You mean he is not a gentleman? I said
shutdown Mother with colored eyes. The old man turned right at the next crossing. Then again entered the left lane.
Right again.
No matter where we go, we will not leave anything behind. Mother clenched her teeth.
The old one is cut off. I cried. But where did you get it? That's over there. said mother I saw the man enter that house. And father, I see a pub!
will get 'The Red Lion' is written in big letters on the head of the shop.
Will you go in, mother?
no said mother I stand here and see what he does.
The pub's exterior is clearly visible through a large glass window. We stood near the window. Big drops of rain began to fall on our umbrella with the sound of top top.
That old man, I said. I saw the old man in the middle of the people. No hat or coat. He pushed through the crowd towards the bar. He came to the front of the bar and sat down on a stool.
There are many people in the pub. Almost dark with cigarette smoke
He placed both hands on the bar and started talking to the barman. The barman disappeared before him. Came back after a few seconds with the lovely tumbler in hand. The glass is filled with a light brown liquid. The old man put a one pound note on the counter.
my money Mother said breathlessly. How dare the man.' What's in the glass? I asked. Whiskey said mother. Pure whiskey.'
The old man clinked a glass of whiskey with a kiss. Then Counta put down the glass. The face looks bright, maybe there is whiskey stuck to the corner of the lips. He licked the corner of his lips with his tongue. Then got up from the counter. He walked over to where he kept his coat and hat. He put the hat on his head. Then he did it coldly, we were shocked to see.
Customers had their wet umbrellas hanging next to their coat jackets. What did the old man do, Algoche took an umbrella from the hanger and then came out of the bar with a carefree face. No one even noticed him.'
'Shh, shh, shh! I whispered. 'The old man is coming here.' We lowered the umbrella a little and hid our faces, and we started to pee.
The old man did not notice us. With the new umbrella over his head he stepped into the street from which he had come.
Well, that's the old man's game! said mother What a horrible old man. I commented.
We followed the old man. He came to the place where we met the man. Exchanged an umbrella with a tall thin man for a pound. The new umbrella took less time to fold. At the end of the exchange the old man left the sidewalk and got up. The streets were crowded with people. This time he went in the opposite direction.
What a clever look! said mother This time he will get another attack. Umbrella man can continue to do this all night, can't mom? I said
You can. Mother replied. But I bet he doesn't go hunting except on rainy days.
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