AMINAH- Based on A True Story (2019)

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Shezan was sitting on the wooden chair as Aminah was sitting at the opposite. It was a glass table at the center which had an ash tray, full of cigarettes. To be honest, it was not Aminah, it was Antara who was smoking and Shezan was only staring at her. He was unsure what to say to her because of her swift change in her personality. Despite the fact that he grew tired, he grew patience within time.

"So, cheeky bones, what are you thinking about?" asked Antara.

"Hmm...What is your dream?" asked Shezan in a friendly tone.

"My dream?" exclaimed Antara. "My dream is to travel the world and get away from depression".

"I see, where do you want to travel, first?" said Shezan.

"To Paris, where I could explore myself in an adventure, romancing in the Eifel Tower and food" said Antara who was under the moment of desire to travel and her fantasies around Paris went into the picture. The food or if someone's man of dreams proposed her in the Eifel tower. The exotic moments went on to her mind.

On the contrast to that, Shezan was thinking about Aminah who also mentioned about Paris. He wished that he could not dump her and if he were patient or stubborn about his choices back then, a sultriest predator like Antara could not have entered his life. Thus, he realized his mistakes and patience led him stop complaining about the elements of Antara's doings. He thought of it as a source of punishment but he could not admit that in front of her, even in the present. He was really absent minded.

"So...what are you thinking?" asked Antara by interrupting his absent mind.

"Nothing" said Shezan as if he pretended to be present by clearing his throat.

Meanwhile, Dr. Jehangir went to the school. It had four squared blocks of houses with a triangular tin shade above. The grasses were greener as the Martyr Momentum (Shahid Minar) was on the corner of the school. The momentum had thin barriers divide into three and there was a plastic sun on the middle of it. The school was beautifully crafted in such a manner that he took a little time to search for the principal's office. It was thrilling to see the village school but at the same time, it was thrilling to know a patient's past.

After some time of search, he entered the Principal's room. Therefore, he saw the principal's room was smaller than expected. It had windows made of thick rod behind the desk and the wooden table which had a pillow-like roaming chairs. On the walls, there were maps, alphabets and also a body study as well. The principal was bald and had a thick beard who wore a kurta/ cloak and was chewing a betel leaf. Dr. Jehangir knocked the door. The principal let him in and recognized him immediately.

"Jehangir! When did you come!" exclaimed The Principal.

"Are we acquainted before?" asked Jehangir.

"It's me, Robiul!" surprised Robiul, the principal.

"Oh! The Mango Thief! We used to steal mangoes from an old man's garden! Anyway, how are your family?" asked Jehangir.

"I am still unmarried. No right girl came to tolerate me!" chuckled Robiul.

"Anyway. I came here for Aminah" said Jehangir.

Robiul stopped chewing the pan with a surprise. His eyes widened and was confused. He even could not deal with the memories that happened in the past.

"Aminah! The misfit! What is the topic relevant to my marriage?" exclaimed Robiul.

"Sorry, sir, I would like to inform you that she's not a witch! She's haunted by her devious past. Could you give me more information about it?" asked Jehangir.