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  • Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
  • Theme: Stories about Friendship & Family
  • Subject: Life Experience
  • Published: 07/19/2018

Trap

By Puloq Arafat
Born 1985, M, from Dhaka, Bangladesh
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Trap

Now-a-days Pial is bunking office. He wakes up at seven o’clock everyday instead of Friday. He is a newly married. In Fridays Pial sleeps up to eleven o’clock. He forbids his wife Papri not to wake him up before eleven. Pial is a lecturer of a private college. His wife Papri is homemaker. They are living in a small flat. Two rooms are there and a tiny place with balcony. Papri is bit economical. Now-a-days most of the young ladies inform many claims. Many needs always drift them continuously. But Papri is totally out of this type of bitterness. Saying it bitterness as to some males embarrassing sudden chain of their wives’ claims is just like chewing allopathic tablet for headache.



Why are you bunking college classes, Pial? Papri looks on Pial’s face. His face seems strange. Papri, these days I am unwilling because I have become restless. You see, every day I go out for college at eight o’clock and return home at five o’clock. After that I start tuitions and it finishes at nine. I have become a morsel, not getting time to practice a fresh breathing. I am in hesitation and frustration. So I am bunking classes and resting my frozen soul. I am randomly thinking what to do. Pial, you are diving in mud. None is placing you out from your track. You are in bad motion, I must say. You have become restless enough and your sub-conscious brain is telling you to stop hard-working. This is the main reason behind your recent acts. I am a student of psychology. I am realizing and feeling your sudden condition. From following day, lessen your student-batch and try to manage your college authority to give you two classes everyday only for a week. Next time you will continue like before. You will see the difference.



Pial is getting close with himself. He is observing the difference. Sometimes human brains cannot think properly. Then simple facts become tough and none can take specific decisions. Brain gets trapped. Pial was under same dilemma. He was unable taking such easy decision. Thank you, Papri. Alright Pial, alright. Just see your eyes in glass, these are glittering. Never think me only as wife, think me as your best friend also. Pial smiles.



Two years have passed away. New face has joined the family. It is a baby boy. Pial and Papri both get it like a toy. All the time when Pial is at home plays with it. Papri is teaching in a coaching center and earning some more. She has appointed a maid. So it is now easier for her to maintain her family works. The maid was not that much easy going. It seems a smile in her face appears once in a year. One day Papri was cooking in the kitchen. Her baby was playing with the maid Jobeda. Then it was noon. Outside was quiet. Sometime later Papri enters the bedroom. She is calling Jobeda, but gets no response. Papri becomes nervous. No sign is anywhere. Papri calls her husband through mobile. Pial returns home and they go to the police station to inform the fact. Police takes a general diary and instantly goes for a search.



Papri has become pale. Pial has become torn. After two days, police called them and sent back their heaven. Papri was crying loudly getting back her baby. Pial was speechless. Police arrested the maid. She sold the baby. They both thanked the officers heartily. Police advices them to let join any maid before confirming details about them.


What a massacre!

Trap(Puloq Arafat) Now-a-days Pial is bunking office. He wakes up at seven o’clock everyday instead of Friday. He is a newly married. In Fridays Pial sleeps up to eleven o’clock. He forbids his wife Papri not to wake him up before eleven. Pial is a lecturer of a private college. His wife Papri is homemaker. They are living in a small flat. Two rooms are there and a tiny place with balcony. Papri is bit economical. Now-a-days most of the young ladies inform many claims. Many needs always drift them continuously. But Papri is totally out of this type of bitterness. Saying it bitterness as to some males embarrassing sudden chain of their wives’ claims is just like chewing allopathic tablet for headache.



Why are you bunking college classes, Pial? Papri looks on Pial’s face. His face seems strange. Papri, these days I am unwilling because I have become restless. You see, every day I go out for college at eight o’clock and return home at five o’clock. After that I start tuitions and it finishes at nine. I have become a morsel, not getting time to practice a fresh breathing. I am in hesitation and frustration. So I am bunking classes and resting my frozen soul. I am randomly thinking what to do. Pial, you are diving in mud. None is placing you out from your track. You are in bad motion, I must say. You have become restless enough and your sub-conscious brain is telling you to stop hard-working. This is the main reason behind your recent acts. I am a student of psychology. I am realizing and feeling your sudden condition. From following day, lessen your student-batch and try to manage your college authority to give you two classes everyday only for a week. Next time you will continue like before. You will see the difference.



Pial is getting close with himself. He is observing the difference. Sometimes human brains cannot think properly. Then simple facts become tough and none can take specific decisions. Brain gets trapped. Pial was under same dilemma. He was unable taking such easy decision. Thank you, Papri. Alright Pial, alright. Just see your eyes in glass, these are glittering. Never think me only as wife, think me as your best friend also. Pial smiles.



Two years have passed away. New face has joined the family. It is a baby boy. Pial and Papri both get it like a toy. All the time when Pial is at home plays with it. Papri is teaching in a coaching center and earning some more. She has appointed a maid. So it is now easier for her to maintain her family works. The maid was not that much easy going. It seems a smile in her face appears once in a year. One day Papri was cooking in the kitchen. Her baby was playing with the maid Jobeda. Then it was noon. Outside was quiet. Sometime later Papri enters the bedroom. She is calling Jobeda, but gets no response. Papri becomes nervous. No sign is anywhere. Papri calls her husband through mobile. Pial returns home and they go to the police station to inform the fact. Police takes a general diary and instantly goes for a search.



Papri has become pale. Pial has become torn. After two days, police called them and sent back their heaven. Papri was crying loudly getting back her baby. Pial was speechless. Police arrested the maid. She sold the baby. They both thanked the officers heartily. Police advices them to let join any maid before confirming details about them.


What a massacre!

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