FIRST
Nurulla has been suffering
from anorexia lately.
Today, he could take only a few
cups of tea and a burger around the noon time. While he was departing after the
tuition, his student’s mother reminded him that his eyes were getting
yellowish… He smiled when the lady went away without completing her sentence.
Did the lady, like Shyamoli, want to indicate jaundice? He was extremely hungry
on his way to their home around 10 pm. He was encouraging himself, ‘very close,
will be home soon’ and was continuing his walk after tightening his waist-belt
by two holes. He had still 5 taka in his pocket though. . ….And he cleaned
himself quickly to eat. He swallowed two plates of rice even with tasteless two
curries. After a loud burp, he desired to enjoy a cigarette.
SECOND
A.
He reminds himself of the job
interview scheduled tomorrow while placing his body beside his sleeping younger
brother. But he immediately invests his whole willpower to forget that. The
younger moves aside. He needs two-three tuitions more or a ‘job’ in this helpless
situation. He simply cannot bear the apathy shown to him by his eldest brother
and his wife. Shaymoli, sister-in-law of his eldest, is also whimpering
repeatedly: get a job soon, anything very soon, you understand…. She has proposed
to meet tomorrow, outside. ‘but’… ‘stop
this nuisance’.
Is the couple next room making
love? All these life-long arrangements are only for a good fuck. Be in love,
get a good job and then comes a successful fuck. Making love with Shaymoli
…nope, he does not want to think about it now. Rather sleep, sleep, sleep….but
he cannot sleep. He thinks but whatever he thinks that leads to girls. When he
was at his younger brother’s age, reading in class seven or eight, he had to
sleep with his two cousin sisters one night. The room was infamous for hosting
jins.
Getting lubricants?
Two cousins laughed for a
while.
Using Nura--.
Shut up! Use your finger
bitches if so horny.
Younger brother moves his body;
does he also fuck in his dreams?
Nurulla could not imagine that
only for an innocent proposal of ‘wanna kiss you’ Shaymoli would react so
violently with a slap…he was stunned. He found himself dumb-fucked in the
lonely corner of the restaurant.
I will go to a brothel, of
course, I will; he could only use his uneven voice to utter.
Go to hell!
Eventually, he could not go there
and Shyamoli had also been sure of it. Why he could not to go? He became angry
and disappointed with himself. Now he will sleep. After a long day without food,
he was dog-hungry in the night. Now when the stomach is full he feels sex-urge.
Guess his age; and in almost 30 days in a month how many times he finds his
penis stoned (guess again); but he gets real erection, ejaculation or about-to-jerk-off
situation only in the nights. And now, at this moment, he took a decision that
after the first meal tomorrow, he would go to the …..; the only alternative of Shaymoli.
‘How many times you can fuck in a single night?’- he can remember the dialogue
read in an African story. Is the couple next room still fucking? Nurulla can
feel the restless dancing of his penis. Once he can visualize the fair skin of
his student’s mother, he becomes blind, out-of-control, pulling and pressing….
and once the younger brother threw his body and moved away, he found his lungi wet.
B.
Whatever he earns from his
tuitions, he gives that to his eldest brother.
Bhaiya, some money, if you
can…no need to complete the sentence.
Why? How often you need it?
No, I mean, nothing is in hand
now; have an interview today—he keeps on.
The eldest does not give a
shit to the last topic: why can’t you say straightforward?
Nurullah got angry. He went
out without taking food.
Let’s go.
Where?
Forgot about the meeting?
Let’s go.
Do you still support us?
Of course! But I have tuition
now; my student has an exam to sit….
Nurulla got angry.
Why is he losing his backbone
day by day (?!)
C.
No more with Shyamoli. Cut
off. The girl will get a better boy tomorrow if not today. Let her get. Your
stomach is in the first place only then comes your dick. He is in that
condition now; he can realize.
He managed to meet his bosom
friend after so many days.
What are the best ways to get
away from sex-urges?
Masturbation.
Shit!
The bosom friend smiles: what
happens?
Answer me.
Marijuana.
Only?
Phensydil, after that.
I see.
Put it serially…cocaine, opium,
brown sugar, marijuana, heroine…so on….etc…drug… so on…all these… and many
others.
D.
Nurrulla got Shaymoli in front
of him. He starts to take measurement:
Breast, buttock, buttock
again, belly, wet pussy hole….
He will be super brave today…
E.
And then some irked motors howled and pressed their brakes and ran away fast… and a smashed body rests on its back middle in the road.
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