An incident that happened in my childhood - "chasing Padma Gokhro"

The village where I was born was so old that what more can I say. There was no electricity, dirt roads and bushes filled the forest. The name of the village also suits its appearance. During the day, I saw snakes, wild cats, beji and fox! And there were big gossip teams. Although they were seemingly innocent, they became terrible from time to time. He used to chase small children. Fox bites and snake bites were not uncommon.

I remember as a child it was forbidden to leave the house after dusk only because of foxes and snakes. My mother came to this village after her marriage and lost consciousness due to fear of snake bites. Thanks to luck that no one in our family has ever been bitten by a snake. However, many of our family members suffered terribly. I am one of them.

The original home of our family was not in this village. There was another village in East Bengal, where a long time ago one of our ancestors was working for the Naib Sarkar of a zamindar. As far as I know, he was quite oppressive. The tenants were quite strict in collecting rent. Despite his vast possessions, he was rewarded for his sins. The loss of thousands of acres of land, the numerous robberies in the houses of the descendants, the burning of the whole house, all these were there. But, the most painful thing was to say it a little. Then I will tell the story of my snake chase.

My ancestor's daughter-in-law. Middle-aged. His habit was to wash his body at the river bank every evening. The time is in the middle of the rainy season. The river then called for a heavy downpour. At this time the people of the village bathe in the pond or lake, because I will say later. On that day, while supervising the work of paddy quota in Dhemki's house, he spent the afternoon and evening. Thakrun will go to the bath. Disobeying all the prohibitions, he came and stood on the bank of the small river flowing behind the house. Leaving a girl on the steps of the ghat with a towel, oil and vermilion, Thakrun descended into the water on the ghat.

A few moments. Suddenly there was a great stir in the water. A huge black figure was seen. Thakrun's body is throbbing in the gap between his two giant jaws. Soon the monster dived into the abyss. She ran home screaming and ate her back.

Crocodile. Terrible monster of salt water. There was an ambush near the ghat in the hope of catching prey. Thakrun attacked him at the moment of entering the water and turned him into a victim. Everyone came to the quay with lanterns and lots of people. Nothing anywhere. Quiet surroundings. There is not a trace of blood anywhere in the river water. Not to mention, that current!

No, Thakrun was never found again. The son of that Thakrun's son is my Thakurda, that is, the father of my father's father is the son of that Thakrun. Do this history I have heard many times in my childhood.

Now let's come to my case. There were several incidents of snake bites in my childhood. I haven't been in the village for a long time. Who knows, if I had a few more days, I would have become a picture or not. However, I will mention only two incidents from memory.

That is the night of Krishna Chaturdashi. The month of Shravan has just begun. We had a lot of shots in our house one day before. There were 11 small and big houses. So that day I slept in a room in the house inside my desk jethu. I did not go to our house until many nights after playing ludu with my cousins. I fell asleep on a bed there. The little man, in one corner of the bed, had become a cursed place.

So in the middle of the night I suddenly woke up. Hisu received. When I was living in the village, I would wake up my mother in the middle of the night to urinate and then go out and urinate. Completely sleepy eyes, almost blindfolded. So when I woke up that day, at first my head was dizzy for a while. Where I am, so desperately trying to remember.

At that moment I heard a strange hissing sound. It was as if someone were blowing a whistle, but there was only a sharp hissing sound. Like whistling in a pressure cooker. However, the intensity of the sound is much higher. Intense hissing with a hissing sound is almost like a roar. I heard Anekshana lying down. But I did not understand anything.

This time I removed the mosquito net and put one foot on the floor. I'll get off. Not without Hisu. I called her mother twice in a soft voice. Then, I suddenly noticed that I was in my brother-in-law's room. Where can I find my mother? I lifted my legs again. Today, after so many years, the village still shudders when I think of it. Thank God I got up that day.

One of my cousins ​​woke up after hearing my call. He removed the mosquito net and threw the torch light on the floor when he heard the loud hissing and hissing. At that moment, we were both terrified. A cool current of fear flowed down my back. Earthen floor. And on that floor is a moving matte black gray reptile. Raising the hood about 1 hand high from the floor, he is chasing someone from head to toe of the house in intense anger. A huge Padma Gokhro, some say Khaiya Keute. Meet the Death Envoy.

Acute poison this keut. Just a touch of a picture. The way my sister shouted at the head of the house, I thought she understood and bit her. Everyone in the house woke up to his screams. Everyone came running with torches. Chasing so many people, the snake fell into a rat hole.

In fact, at some point in the evening, the snake entered the house in the greed of rats. He took refuge in that rat hole. He was chasing the needle when a needle suddenly entered the room in the middle of the night. And the bullying was roaring in vain rage not being able to catch.

The snake hole was discovered. The frog is stuck in the hook with the hook