BROKEN HEART

Broken heart story:

The night is silent. Rudra sits in a small coffee shop in one corner of the city and looks at a cup of coffee. The strange emptiness in his eyes. Exactly a year ago, this coffee is finer- said Trina

"Without you I'm nothing, Rudra."

Rudra does not know where that Trina is now. Just know, love is not always eternal. Some love is just stuck on the pages of memory.

Their beginning was just like a movie. On the first day of the university, Rudra's eyes were stuck in Trina when they entered the class. There was a strange fire in the eyes of a simple girl. Identity, friendship, and then love - everything was moving forward like a dream.

But the time is very cruel.

Rudra wanted to read literature, the dream of Trina was to go out of the country to become an architect. Life took the two of them on two sides.

The night before going abroad, Trina quietly gave a letter

“Rudra,

You are the most true feeling of my life.

But love is not everything.

If I am by your side, you too will lose your dream.

And I'm mine.

So, bye bye ... Be good. "

Rudra has read that letter a thousand times. He still could not forget the tears in the middle of the words.

One year has passed today. There is no Trina, but its shadow is still around Rudra.

Rudra can no longer sleep at night. Lying on the bed, the roof just looks. When the eyes closed, the face floats - the ink. Yes, that thicker, who once said,

"I can't think of anything except you, Rudra."

The girl said one day,

"Love, but if you stop. And I will lose myself."

Trina and Rudra were seen at a renowned university in Dhaka. Rudra read in Bengali literature, and Trina architecture. Absolutely two poles. But love never sees the profession, does not see the society, the family, the future.

The first meeting with Trina was in the library. Rudra was then reading 'Padma nadi', with deep attention. Suddenly Trina came to find a book on the side,

"Humayun Ahmed's 'lunch' is there?"

Rudra looked a little surprised, then said to laugh, laugh

"But he used to say - 'Love means crying for someone unnecessarily."

That's the beginning. Library, canteen, spring afternoon, rains sharing umbrellas ... gradually Trina and Rudra become an essential part of each other's life.

Rudra always wanted a very simple life - a small job, reading the book beside Trina, drinking tea together in the house of the municipality.

But Trina is a big dreamy girl.

In his eyes was the attraction of abroad architecture, the desire to draw a map of big cities. He wanted - there would be an installation under his own name in New York or Berlin.

Love was deep, but the goal was different.

Trina’s scholarship is a renowned German university.

But the grass realized - a vacuum was accumulating under the laughter of the sea. The first week of going abroad, Trina suddenly changed. Less talk, less seen, repeatedly said-

"Does our future really go together?"

Rudra simply said -

"Whatever you please, I am."

Last meeting was held on February 14.

Rudra read a letter filled with an envelope quietly again and again.

** “Rudra,

Knowing that I will lose you, I made this decision.

I love you, but our love is stopping the two of us. You forget your dream and just make life in the center of me. I know you can go a long way with your writing, but you are stopping for me.

I don't want to go, but if I don't, my dream will die.

So you forgive me.

If you ever come back - you should be in your place.

Be good

‘’Trina ”**

Then Trina did not come back.

Rudra's life did not stop, but the speed was slow. After studying literature, he started teaching Bangla in a school. The book is written by a few - the name of the Trina has never been written, but every character remains its impression.

One day, Rudra heard in the face of a friend of eating coffee - Trina is now in Berlin, the architect of a German company. Has been very name. Her work was also featured in an architecture magazine.

Rudra brought that magazine. On one page the big picture of the grass, writing below -

“Her roots are from Dhaka, Bangladesh. But her dreams belong to the world.”

Rudra looks at the picture for a long time. Laughs Water comes out in the eyes.

Letter

One evening, Rudra decided to write a letter to Trina.

** “Trina,

The day you left with the letter, I understood that day - love is not always the name of being together. Sometimes the biggest form of love is to leave someone in the way of his dream.

I don't blame you.

Rather, it is proud - you have achieved what you wanted.

I still sit in the cup of coffee, but don't wait for you.

Rather, for the girl who can love you like you - who will know, like sacrifice.

Be good.

Rudra ”**

Did not send the letter. Putting on the diary page. Like the letters of Trina also left.

Love may not end, only the form changes.

Last scene:

Four years later, one day, Rudra's novel 'Last letter' was unveiled at the book fair. The novel is a love story - where the heroine goes, but the hero's mind goes in love.

Rudra's eyes are suddenly stuck in a familiar face inside the crowd. Hair is a little white, eyeglasses in the eyes - but she's Trina !

Trina comes a little further and says,

"The letter was very nice, Rudra. Your book too."

Rudra gets a little surprised -

"Are you ...?"

Trina laughs -

"You didn't say - if you were back, you were in your place? You were ... I was back."

Rudra does not know what the future is.

Just knows that - if love is true, time cannot waste him.