The Magician
Bablu's Embarrassment: The Price of Eight and a Half in Math

The Magician
Magician Half-Yearly Exam Math Paper
Bablu got eight and a half. Not only that, with a red pencil on the notebook, Dhiren Sir has written big and big. What is the destruction of the cow? Bablu turned the notebook upside down so that no one could see the cow writing, but Dhiren Sir said in a cloudy voice, Stand on this bench. What I have written in your math book, he saw everyone; he blackened his face and showed everyone the notebook; some people sitting on the fast bench laughed and laughed, who smiled, I will stitch up the face, smile. Immediately it stopped; everyone called Dhiren sir in fear, like Zam, Zam sir. On the fast bench, there was a little bit of a loud noise on the first bench; Dhiren sir roared.
If I hear the sound of laughter again, I will slap my teeth out. The theater or the class was completely silent, Dhiren sir said in a trembling voice, Hey Bablu, you will stand on the bench until the bell rings. Bablu looked out of the window with bored eyes; standing on the bench for an hour is not much, but after returning home, thinking of what to say to Baba, Bablu started to fawn on Bablu for a while. Baba is not easy at all, Master, like Dhiren Sir. Needless to say, there will be an earthquake in the milk baby house today even in this cold weather.
Bablu started sweating profusely; he did not think about how a terrible thing like mathematics entered the study of what happened and the need for the monkey to get up in the oily base is left. Okay, get up, get up, but what is the need to get up in the first minute and slip again in the second minute? Bablu took a deep breath. Bablu did not go home at five o'clock and sat on the verandah of the school with his face blackened. Brother Bablu said, I will stay here today. What is the matter, brother? Nothing is the matter. You run, Anish Mia, with a smile on one cheek.
Said, How are you failing in the exam? Stay at home. Nita does not come. It is not right. Anish Mia started laughing with her teeth out, Bablu came out of the school, the government sat under the jamun tree of the house, and the place was impossibly lonely. In a short time, it became dark all around. Maybe to scare Bablu, many crickets started calling together. The sound started coming from the direction of the bill. How the bush on the right side seemed to die, Bablu was frequently in the long sleeve of the shirt. He started wiping his eyes. Why is this boy crying? He could not see anything clearly in the dark. Bablu felt like a tall man near the bush.
The man is standing in his hand with a heavy bag, something like a bottle tied with a ribbon. What happened to this boy? Bablu said in a whisper, I got him eight and a half, so GR Dhiren sir wrote on my notebook, cow. Bablu took out the notebook and passed it to the man. The man came forward and took the notebook in his hand. He was quite tall; he was wearing huge glasses in this darkness, and almost his face was covered. The man said in a serious voice, It is unfair to write a cow on a notebook, a direct attack on the intellectual circle, to write so much on it.
If the rest of the need was written short, Bablu cried loudly, Don't cry; now is not the time to cry. We have to think about what can be done; we have to think with a cold head, Bablu said in a cold voice. I will not go to school; I will not go back home; I will spend the rest of my life sitting under the jamun tree, or I will go abroad as a shipman, not every mind, but it is not right to do something quickly; you have to think with a cold head. I don't know the name; my name is Babu. I study in class seven. Who are you? My name is a little strange. What do you do if I am a foreigner?
Tourist, I roamed around Bablu, was curious and said, Where is your country? I will show you with a finger to the sky that you see, that is the shadow, that is the galaxy. Milky Way Like the Galaxy Spring, there is a solar system in the middle of it; we tell him Nu is his planet number 9. I used to live Bablu sits a little away Looks crazy. The man is talking. Divya is like a good person; Bablu understands that we are very close to Earth, but in the Milky Way Galaxy. I read that you also speak in Bengali. I am talking to you in Bangla because I have a translator device with me.
He pointed to a round box, the box hanging in his ear; a pinpin sound like the sound of mosquitoes is coming from there. With the help of this device, the language of any intelligent animal can be understood and spoken in that language. This device can catch the library of sounds in the neurons of the animal brain and all the sequences of words. Bablu was a little scared that the insects were crawling all around. You can understand what they are saying if the device is yours. I will hang it on the shoulder, Bablu said in fear, but it will not hurt, so the head will be a little dizzy.
Bablu listened to the machine as he placed it on Bablu's shoulder. Bablu heard the insects talking: I want insects to eat. Why is this guy not going? What is he doing? What are they doing? What are they doing? I want insects. I want insects. I want insects. The man said that they do not talk the way people talk, but they do not talk in the way they rub their wings with the wings. How strange is the arrangement of the exchange of thoughts? Bablu did not listen to his words because he could hear clearly. There is a whispered conversation from a bird's nest in the pale jamun tree. Ah, are these two people chattering about not letting them sleep, or are you right, man?
There is no such thing as eating the stem in the meantime; they are very stupid. The birds started laughing just right as they said, Bablu, let's open the machine now. If you are not in the habit, then your head will be caught. If I talk to them now, they will understand my words. They can understand one or two things, but most do not understand. Their intelligence is low, of course; not everyone, there are many intelligent creatures in the world, such as Timmy fish, whale fish, and intelligent, very intelligent dolphins. They can't make tools just because they don't have hands.
Why they don't have hands Almighty God's will; He knows best why He didn't give them a hand. He took a small breath and brought the device from Bablu's shoulder. Now let's think about your case. What if you decide not to unload the ship? But will you sit under the jamun tree in the dark? I will go with you so I understand. Yes, but that is not possible. We don't have rockets or spaceships to move on. We move from one place to another. Direct object: It won't happen to you in the transfer process, and I will go now to name one of the moons of your Jupiter.
Titan They are highly intelligent creatures. I will go to Titan with you. Absolutely impossible. It is a place full of toxic fluorine gas, and there is sulfur dioxide on top of it. Nothing will happen to me, but you will die. Immediately Bablu blackened his face and remained silent. The man said in a calm voice. You still have a lot to learn because you still have a lot to learn and you will not get in math Bablu did not answer. The man said God is the first-class brain of man. They should use it if they wish; they will surpass us in knowledge and science. Bablu said with a black face.
Math Tong didn't want to learn anything; he laughed and said with a smile, but as animals, they often do not say what they think, but different in the mind. You think that from now on, you will learn mathematics very carefully so that you can make such a machine, but you are saying in your mouth, other things are not right; how do you know I have a small communicator device? What intelligent animals think with this. You can feel from a distance, like if you hang the device on your shoulder, you can understand what your father and your Viren Sir are thinking right now. They are both hurricanes.
You are very busy looking for you, your school officer Anish. Mia has been restless since you went home and gave the news. Wanting to understand your father's state of mind, Bablu shook his head, He wants to understand, As soon as the man hung the device on his shoulder, Bablu heard Baba saying in his mind that my crazy son is sitting alone in the dark, who knows who got eight, so what happened, Ah, poor, he can't even come home for fear of me, nor will I ever get angry Thinking no, the father wiped his eyes. Dhirenja thought the same thing: Where is the little boy in the diet?
Where is he sitting in the dark, writing cows in the notebook? It is unfair; he is not going home in shame. There is no need to behave a little more politely with the students, and I will not be so angry that I will teach Bablu mathematics for an hour every day. Kaithun laughed and said, What did they hear? The plan to become the ship's unloader is still there, yes? No? Very good. It is very good, Bablu Sahib. I have to go now. Sit a little more, and your father and sir are not going to sit here. It won't be nice to see me coming, but before he could finish speaking, Baba and Dhiren sir were seen as office bearers.
A hurricane is coming firsthand. Bablu could not see the man from a different planet anymore. Baba came and slapped him fiercely and said in an angry voice, Badri learned that instead of going home, sitting under the tree is meditating. I will lift your stomach today, Dhiren sir said in a trembling voice. Where is the bad test? Where will you come home early and sit with the book? Come and sit in the snake hut. Tomorrow you will be blue down in my class all period, cow. Bablu was not at all angry with what I wrote because now he knows for sure that these are their thoughts.
Moreover, he could clearly see in the light of the hurricane that his father's eyes were wet, and his father was looking for him, crying.



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