The Seven-Killer Hero
One day Kanai's wife put some clay cooking pots in the sun to dry, and she said to Kanai: "See that no one breaks them." With some flattened rice, molasses and a stick, Kanai sat in the sun to keep vigil. On-again and off-again he ate some flattened rice and looked at the cooking pots to check whether they were invaded. Somehow some molasses got dropped on the cooking pots, and a lot of flies fluttered into them to lap it up. He soliloquized: "Okay! Invading the pots? Fine, just wait.” Then he swung into action, and he hit the flies in such a way that he not only killed the flies but also broke the pots into smithereens.
Counting the numbers, Kanai found out that he had killed seven flies, and he sat glum-faced and reserved, holding the stick in his armpit. Hearing the sound of the breaking of the cooking pots, his wife arrived at the spot with a broom in her hand and asked him: "What happened?" But there was no reply from Kanai; instead, he turned even more pensive and reticent whenever his wife pestered him with more questions. At last when his wife started overdoing the matter, in bloodshot eyes he said: "Count me before saying anything to me.
I killed seven flies in one go. Do you know?"
Since that day Kanai had kept himself tight-lipped. He did not talk with anyone. Being insisted, he would repeat the same dialogue: "Count me before saying anything to me. I killed seven flies in one go."
At last Kanai wore a headgear that he had made out of a piece of coarse cloth. Cutting a bamboo from a forest, he made a fat and a strong stick. Then wearing a Piran, fastening a piece of cloth around his waist, brandishing the stick and putting on shoes, he embarked on his journey to the King's palace to work there as a wrestler. While leaving the house, he told his wife: "I won't stay at your place any longer. I can kill seven in one go."
Passersby asked him about the place he was going to, but Kanai refused to answer their queries. He decided that he would not reply to anyone's queries if he were addressed as Kanai. He had killed seven in one go. Could he be addressed as Kanai any more? He should be addressed as the seven-killer hero from now on.
Kanai saluted the king and stood before him who got surprised looking at Kanai's headgear
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Audry has written a very enjoyable story of adventure for you. He is only a thirteen or fourteen years old school boy and lives in Indiana with his parents. His father teaches in the university of Indiana. I hope he would come back to Bangladesh some day with his parents and write stories for you in his mother tongue Bengali. 'The Secrets of Pirate Island' has been written in a foreign background. But the appeal of the story is universal and at least once you would find the brave boys in Bangladesh. I have read the book and enjoyed it enormously. I hope you will also enjoy reading it.
This is not a series of text books; rather they are suitable reading prior to any textbook. It will create interest in children's mind to read books. Children at their pre-school age enjoy the pictures and story the most. First they look at the picture and then try to understand the story. Therefore please read the sentence and help the children to understand the picture. It’s that simple
যে বয়সের বাচ্চাদের জন্য : বয়স ২ - ৪
ছোট্টমণিদের জন্য এ ধরণের আরো বই
পাখির সাথে
বাবু কোথায়?
মামণি কোথায়?
সাজুগুজু
সব পারি
Little Boy
Little Girl
Dressing Up
I Can Do Everything!
With the Birds.............and many more.
If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now. Believe whatever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life. Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways. If you're a normal kid, reading this because you think it's fiction, great. Read on. I envy you for being able to believe that none of this ever happened. But if you recognize yourself in these pages – if you feel something stirring inside – stop reading immediately. You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.
Tolstoy in Bangla. This responsibility of retranslating in Bangla has been performed by famous poet
Suddenly her eyes sparkled. She told the angry soldiers, "Please listen to me! I drew the picture. I am Bulbul Chowdhury. My son's name is Babul.
“Bulbul was moaning on the floor. He was stunned at what his mother was saying! “Why is she telling a lie? Why?" Bulbul was puzzled.
Right that moment, he heard the voice of a cruel soldier, “You old woman! Don't you know, one who cast vote for the emblem of the boat is our bitterest enemy? And don't you know, what can be the enemy's fate?”
Now everything was clear to Bulbul. He was extremely worried and began to tremble. If he did not express the truth, he was afraid that his mother would immediately be shot to death by the soldiers!
He also realized that because his father was an influential person of the Awami League, he was compelled to leave town, as he was the target of the Pakistani military. His mother was trying to protect themselves from such violence.
The barbarous soldiers were approaching his mother! Bulbul was frozen with fear. He could visualize his mother's fate-death!“Oh my mother! My dear mother!" Bulbul cried out.
