FATE

                                    "CHANDU" A place in Jhapa, from where the fate of many people changed. Fate was not in that place but to the respective person called "Anand Prasad", the leader of chandu, the judge of chandu.
                                       In a white horse with golden color tail, guggs in his chest and cigar in his hand, that person seems to be a hero rather than Bhai. Bhai that fight for girls die for girls. With one hand, he sided his mustache and curved his lips, damn handsome that girls lost their conscious. Girls with simple type, girls with dimple there was no one he hadn't attempted. Girls used to call him the hero of the heroes, They blindly fell in love with the blink of his right eye and wished to be the cigar's tip that he held between his lips.
                                       There were three sisters of a father named " Aantarey Saila" and mother "Aantarey Saili". They were so crazed about him that, each of them married him one by one and able to bear the tensile of four children. Now "Bhai" got a family with three wifes and twelve children. He was quite happy, within a few years lady faced ugly but He was still young, perfect. lots of Bhai from the different region were ready to give their Behenaz(sister). His manhood had no limit, so he rides to taste the others variety of flowers.
                                        Flowers like Amaranthus, lantana, Nicotiana, lotus..... and even marigold were tasted. With multi taste, he started his voyage to a garden named "KASHMIR". He got shocked by seeing the flowers with leaf and stem covered by the fungi. When the face of flowers attached with sun gives such a glow that contract his lens. These flowers were a bit lightning than that of CHANDU.
                                        At first, he uprooted the flowers named  Bearberry, Arctic, Saxifrage..... and at last Rhododendron but it was hard and well rooted that he settle under its shelter. Though the root was strong, movement of the leaf and branches was under his control, so as the face, that turned left right, up down during settlement.
                                        He was like a storm, who was seldom tired of jerking the stem and the Rhododendron also got uprooted. All flowers were vanished by the heavy rainfall. The whole Kashmir was dead but the Gardener age was still on and he migrated searching for another job.
                                        This time, he got employed on a beach. At first, he had a nasty feeling about the placement in a beach but from the far miles away, he could see the tall tree with colored coconuts. Some were blue, some were yellow, some were orange and of course of pink too. He was happy and enthusiastic to hold his job.



  

                                           These trees were full of watery coconuts. The things that made him shocked was, neither of the trees was affected by fungi, the root was nacked, the stem was nacked and the nodes were affected and of course the coconuts too. the face of the tree was like flour with the white charming and dazzling appearance.


                                         On the first day, he got a job to shake the coconuts and measure its water level. He was the man from CHANDU and already visited KASHMIR, he was tired of that freaking job and move on to the node. He cut the outer surface of the node and marched for the deep. In deep, he saw that the whole body of the tree was hollow, he tried to fulfill the region, harder and harder but he couldn't last long and failed to score the goal. That day was the shameful day for him, might be of this blunt sword. But he never underestimates himself and say " hey, tyo rukh nai khoya  thyo", cloud was in his head but rainfall hadn't occurred.


                                           As he was heading with a dumb face, blurred eye and weak willing power, he saw the tree with green coconuts. His eyes opened widely, the face was charmed, gained the power. he was also serious about the chopping of the node and sharped his sword.
                                            After a while, he went to that tree, watched it from root to the top, coconuts were huge and of course node too. Sincerely, he shakes it and forwards sword by declining the outer layer. The diameter of hollowness was a bit smaller and he began to chop the tree.
he chopped for one hour, barely saw the cloud in the sky, they were ready to fall in the tree with a shower and they did. The whole body was wetted with tremendous fall. The thirst of a tree was fulfilled.
                                          This was just the beginning, he chopped more and more trees, some days twice a day and later on it results in tenth times a day. Again, his eyes were blurred, the body was imbalanced, chopping lots of trees losses his energy, unable to speak words, he began to crawl with five legs.
                                           Due to sacrifice for the carrier, he had no wife. He was totally alone, no food to eat except the coconuts and the stem bark. He was dying of starvation and quite thirsty too. He dared to drink water inside the coconut but this time coconuts was dry and attached to the stem.


                    HE BALMED HIS FATE AND DIED IN THE LAP OF TREE


The story has not end, Son of a thirsty man is still growing in the lap of "CHANDU"








                                          

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