A JACKFRUIT IN HEAVEN

A jackfruit in heaven [13] A penis like a dead snake's head

Akram, do you believe in God?

Sajeena, reading is my passion, so, the priests and prophets couldn't make me fool till now.

Wow - I liked this reply, this is like something good sentences get me while I am writing the news report.

But my father was deceived by a priest, so my marriage was taking place at a very young age. Now, I got a divorce from the beast. That was the big deal and comfort in my life.

Now, I have recognized how much freedom is so great. The right over my body is the only mine. I never allow any God or prophet or his foolish priests to claim over my body and soul. I am telling to them to die. The beggars who using the religion and God for begging. They are wolves who are too lazy to work.

She took a long breath while she said. 

Akram, this is my opinion about God and religion. Akram, here will not end the bomb blasts, they won't ready to end these absurdities, because of they always against music, they wish to live like worms.

Akram, would you ready to walk with me a little?

I love my job, my boss wouldn't give the high risky job handover me. He is so kind person to ladies. I asked for this task because I had wanted to see you. She told me while clenched my hand.

Now, I have to fear our village, especially when I walk with you, because of our people's mindset has changed by the high influence of bloody religious absurdity. But, now I am a reporter, I shouldn't think about the fear.

Hey Akram, do you know where our old classmates?

When I walking with her our village pathway, many thoughts are fly away through me like dragonflies.

No, I have no idea, but Sajeena, do you remember our classmate Rashid, a few days ago he was missing from our village. Then, the next day his father was dying with cardiac arrest. This is the new news about our friends.

Now our village is waiting for a riot. That is the new news about our village. Here have only one solution, religion's influence on society must be diminished.

We silenced for a moment. She pulled and straightened her headscarf when we reached the Siddique's tea shop. He smiled at us; his wife looked us with curiosity.

Did your mother overcome the dangerous situation? She asked.

Yes, she is getting better.

But, I know, anyone won't ask about Radhika, because, she is not part of our village.

We sat with tea on the bench that had in front of the shop. Again, a cold breeze patted us. We felt little shivering, we glanced at each other. The curiosity about sex that had in our childhood, is it now growing as excitement in our minds?

Does the shivering banyan tree leaves are making, again and again, something thoughts in our exciting mind?

In the return walk, we kept the silence. When we reached a spot just stood a moment, Yes we clearly remembered now. When we journey on the Mumtha's elephant Abdu, It was in this place, that I tightly held her to avoid falling down.

Now, I am recognizing, now she has tightly held my hand a little more. I suspected, is her voice was shivering?

Akram.

What?

Tell me, do you love me even now?

I don't know, Sajeena.

There had a little darkens on the surrounding, so I got a chance to said that without seeing her face.

Akram, there has a shiver in your answer, like my husband tired before I got the real orgasm that in our sexual moments.

Akram, please don't blame me, sometimes I am like this.

Do you know? My husband went on to seek witchcraft for his impotence instead of scientific medicine. He was always blaming me to hide his impotence. Heavy smoking was changing his penis like a dead snake's head.

I know, not only the sex have importance in our lives, but, if like this, how can I get a child? That was what bothered me the most. Akram I had good dreams, but there was following me a more bad reality since my married life.

Now we are walking to my house, I helped her to avoid fell down when we crossed on the large wooden bridge across the Lilly pond to the pathway across the paddy field. Now, here is slowly starting to vanish away those dreadful memories from our wounded minds. She held tightly her shawl to avoid flying in the sudden wind. I saw some waves of hope in her eyes.

When we saw the pigeons that loved each other on the paddy fields that completed the harvest, we had an urge to kiss each other, but we controlled each other, but, when the little breeze passed us again, we lost our control, then we began to kiss each other.

Then, we walked in a hurry to reach my home before the rain. When I just looked at the mountain while our walking, I saw there have smoke remain some parts in the mountain.

In the meantime, here had begun a little spark in our bodies to we become like smoke by the sex.

[ To be continued. My dear friends, I hope you liked the 13th chapter. We shall see again in the next chapter, bye... ]

THABARAK RAHMAN SAAHINI