Complete the story...

[One World]

Extend! I thought Zahid (real) = Polash (unreal). Isnt that what was mentioned somewhere in this thread.

[Sohel]

What prompted this particular ban?

[Bancan]

Originally Posted by Sohel NR
What prompted this particular ban?

I dunno if its still there or not but a post he made in the UK get together thread

[zahid]

Bump.

Will add something today.

[Puck]

Polash discovers sujir halwa..

[zahid]

bump.

It's been 2 months... Polash has been erm... let me go and check where Polash is now

[zahid]

MAJOR RECAP.............

Originally Posted by zahid
I am going to start off a story.

Someone else should write the next part of the story. ( Min. 5 and Max. 10 Sentences. Keep it short. You can write in English or Benglish. Please be serious. You CAN'T KILL the main guy. )

Another person will then pick up the story where the previous person left off.

So, here goes :


Polash was late for work. He got out off his Building and stepped out onto the busy street. The Traffic was always busy in the morning Rush hour. The old man at the nearby Paper-stand was barking out the Day's Headlines. Some people were reading Newspapers around the stall.

.....

Originally Posted by I_Knockout_U

অসহনীয় গরমে ট্রাফিক জ্যামে আটকে পরা বসের গাড়িটি দেখা যাচ্ছে। এই তেজি গরমের চেয়েও আজকের তেজি খবর "হাসিনা গ্রেফতার"। তড়িগড়ি করে বসের পছন্দের ইত্তেফাক পত্রিকাটি কিনে, এমনভাবে রাখল যাতে হাতের দিকে তাকালেই হেডলাইন টা চোখে পড়ে।
স্লামালিকুম সার- কেমন আছেন?
গাড়িতে উঠ, তোমাকে লিফট দিব।

Originally Posted by Orpheus
polash didn't want the lift; he was enjoying the view of college girls negotiating richshaw fares. "apu, dhor shalare dhor, lungi chaptaiya dhor, Jaiga moto dhor, maiya hoicho deikha taka beshi chai, shahosh koto" he murmured to himself while biting his lower lip. "Niggga you need a chapstick" yelled the tokai passing by. Polash, ignoring the English speaking sylheti tokai and fearing that he may arrive at work later than his boss, decided to hop in. And oh boy'! was he SURPRISED!!!......

Originally Posted by ialbd
his boss was listening to the radio cricket commentary. Bangladesh was playing test and the their score was 57/8. Polash turned to one side and murmured 'ahammok er dol'. His boss overheard his comment and replied 'eibhabe comment korlei to ar kono labh hobena, amader fan der mentality hote hobe constructive and supportive, tumi banglacricket er naam shunechho polash......?'
polash replied 'ji sir, gesilam ekbar, faltu site... meye nai temon ekta....'

Originally Posted by Sohel NR
"Bhalo korso" commented the boss with a bossy grin, "karon Morjina, amar biyepozokhti mayada Shahriar Nefeesre dhorbar tale sheikane jawa asha shuru korse, tomare bysans dhoira falaile chakrida jaito giya, bujhla? He, he, hoik."

"Ki ze kon saar, afnei to amago abba-amma" Polash blurts out as programmed. Inside, he wonders if AbirLuvverM with the girlie avatar is the one he needs to stop MS-ing.

Originally Posted by zahid
Polash was getting impatient. Etokhkhon to kokhono Traffic jam thakey na shokalbelay. He popped his head out of the window and saw a RAB Checkpoint on the street. One of the RAB members noticed him, who then talked to some of his colleagues at the checkpoint. The group of 5 RAB members advanced towards Polash's boss' car. They surrounded the Car and one of them barked at Polash : " Come out with your hands in the air". As Polash was stepping out of the car, he had a quick glance at the Newspaper in his boss' hands. At the Last page of the newspaper, there was an announcement with his picture :
WANTED. HIGH-PROFILE TERRORIST.

Originally Posted by Orpheus
"How can the bloody ittefaq make that mistake?" exclaimed Polash with his fobby accent. He sent a picture to ittefaq for the bride and groom classified section and somehow the picture got mixed up with the terrorist's picture. He is now more worried about the prospective bride that will get married to the real terrorist than an incident of "cross-fire" with the RAB. At the same time, polash also thinks of the possiblity of him being framed, "Ittefaq do not run english ads by mistake". As he gets out of the car, with his hand up in the air, he thinks "kon halai eita korte paare?"

Originally Posted by zahid
Polash was thinking what to do. He had to act fast. Suddenly, he heard gunfire. But, it wasn't fired by the RAB members. The RAB men looked away from Polash towards the direction of the noise. Polash leapt like a Cheetah and knocked the driver off a motorcycle, which was waiting behind them in the Queue. Polash immediately started up the Bike and took a sharp turn into a side-road at full speed.

Originally Posted by ammark
...except that the 100cc ZhongSheng motorcylce only could do a top speed of 60 km/h, and its fuel tank was empty. He could only go 20 feet forward in the rickshaw jam of dhaka city side-roads, and true to reality, everyone shouted "chor, chor" and got hold of Polash. Then gave him big time gonopitani for stealing the motobike.

Originally Posted by Hatebreed
With bruises and brokens bones all over his body, Polash was admitted to DMC where he would be treated. A police guard was placed nearby because he was a suspected terrorist and motorcycle thief. Lying on the hospital bed in a ghastly looking medical ward, Polash could not believe his misery. He closed his eyes and tears trickled down his cheeks. He fell asleep and started dreaming..

Originally Posted by Electrequiem
...only to be brutally awaken by a piercing scream. Immediately he felt the sharp pain return all over his body, like a large wave carrying the ocean water to the shore. He opened his eyes to complete darkness, and then he heard the scream again, muffled yet loud, coming from towards his right. The scream sounded fiendish, as if some diabolical possession had taken hold of the person. He attempted to look to his right, but the excruciating pain from his shattered collar bone prevented him from doing so. It was then when he realized the mind numbing chill in the air. "This is odd," he thought. "I dont remember the room being that cold." He slightly moved his left arm away from him, and immediately felt a cold metal surface blocking him. He tried the same with his right arm, to the same result.

He heard the wheel of a gurney creaking like a subservient creature from towards his left. It heralded the arrival of another corpse in the morgue...

Originally Posted by zahid
Polash woke up from his dream. He couldn't let himself end up in a morgue. He had to take action. He took a syringe of anaesthetic from the assortment of Medical supplies in the cupboard in his room.

Originally Posted by Omio
Hotat polas er echha holo police er kase giye kisu khon golpo korar,
se police er kase gelo, police ha kore takiye ache,
polash: habildar vai saheb, apnar sorir valo,
habildar hokchokiye gelo, ki hochhe esob,
polas er sujogtir opekhhay chilo

Originally Posted by zahid
He approached the Policeman at the Door and plunged the syringe in his neck. Polash grabbed the Pistol from the Policeman and walked away towards the Emergency Exit.

Originally Posted by zahid
Polash ekti golitey dhukey porlo ebong vabtey thaklo : ekhon ki kora jay. Nijey innocent shotteyo ayiner chokhey o ekhon oporadhi.

O vablo : Ami ki nijekey dhoriye debo naki Polatok ashami hoye thakbo sharati jibon ?
Bachar shudhu duti upay : Hoy desh chartey hobey ar naholey Ashol ashamikey ber kortey hobey.

Polash chinta kortey shru korlo kivabey o ashol ashamikey khujey pabey.

Originally Posted by Orpheus
In this dark, lonely alley, an unshaven thuggish looking man, about 5'10", is approaching him. Polash would piss on his pants any other time but today he is fearless. His eyes are locked with the stranger. Suddenly, the man start to run toward Polash. Polash grabs his stolen gun, point it toward the running maniac and pulls the trigger...."ei gun eita chalai kemne??" - panics polash. The gun is locked! As the man is just few feet away from polash, he screams.. "polash bhaiya na?"! Polash is stunned, he looks very closely and realizes, it is no one but Banglacricket's LuvmeNafees or boss' daughter. "What's that smell? urine?" asks Poonam..

Originally Posted by zahid
Polash is dumbstruck on seeing Poonam. Allah eida ki hoilo.Maiyada amar thaikka lomba ken? Poonam complains about the smell of urine. Polash looks at the open drains on both sides of the alley and looks at Poonam to give her the answer. Poonam is tall but she's also graceful and elegant. She is also beautiful, cute and pretty and would have given Aishwarya Rai a run for her money.

They get out of the alley and walk into Goni Mia's shop.



Polash explains the situation to her. Goni Mia has a Black-and-white TV in his restaurant. Polash looks at the TV and watches the News. The Newsreader talks about a Terrorist who is out there ad the crimes he commited today. Polash remembers about Baaker bhai. Only he can help him now.

Originally Posted by Omio
se goni miar dokan thke hafl plet tiharir order korlo,
goni mia ekjon dhoni krisok chilo, tar chilo gola vora dhan r pokor vora mach,
ekdin tar meyer biyer somoy hoilo, se onek taka loan kore meyer boye dilo,
loan clear korite korite tahar obstha oti kharap hoite lagilo, se tahar sthabor osthabor sob sompotti bikri koriya felilo,
goni miar dukher din ghoniya asite lagilo,

Originally Posted by Orpheus
Polash contemplates his next move while a song is heard from the black and white TV..press play to listen

Originally Posted by ammark
Polash in a bid to act cool in front of punam, buys a bangla 5 ciggie. to which Punam, reliving the days of Kothao Keu Nei on BTV tells him "chibaiya chibaiya khao. bhaitamin ase".....

Originally Posted by Sohel NR
Polash chews into his recent purchase in search of those bhitaminj and passes out instantly (he will find himself in a makeshift bed somewhere in the halls of DMCH later). Sensing Bazaan's eventual knowledge of this little rendez-vous, Punam quickly exits the scene and e-mails Abir from the nearest ch'hyber capeh. Contents classified.

Reading between the lines, Abir soon discovers much to his annoyance that Punam is losing interest in him, and not only due to the series of useless performances. In order to get on her good side again, he too decides to purchase a bangla 5 ciggie to chase his usual pack of B&H Lights. His wife takes it as another passing phase that may help him get his form back. They plan a Safari trip to Zimbabwe and Kenya.

Polash is released and as if commanded by a strange sensation he brushes off as a sort of Pavlovian response to a mystery he must never unlock, he straightens his hair, gets it extended and starts to grow a goatee complete with the early evening shadow lip-hair from the better days Shahriar Nafees Ahmed, AKA Abir, the former vice-captain and golden boy of bidi kiriket ... from that night onwards, he has a wider varity of dreams that always take place on the premises of St. Josheph's High School and College. Punam never graces those dreams with her plumpish allure, but she seldom leaves his thoughts when he's awake.

Originally Posted by Sohel NR
Polash waits impatiently for zahid to extend his life. While he waits, he keeps having nightmares of going postal somewhere. He tries to remember the details, but stays confused between: -


Heckler & Koch MP5K AKA "Mr. Clumsy", used by RAB

and


Dragunov Sniper Rifle AKA "Mr. Clean", also used by RAB as the chosen instrument of wanton carnage ...

[zahid]

It's been 5 months.

Polash has slowly regained his memories in Goni Mia's 2-room meser apartment.
He is thinking of what to do. Shall he go to Ittefaq office first OR go and see his beloved Poonam. He is also relieved to hear that the Police has assumed that he is now dead.

Polash goes to the nearest Wholesale shop and buys a Gilette Fusion razor and Gel. He shaves off his beard but leaves enough for his goatee.

Polasher matha ekhon clear. First, he wants to meet Poonam. Shey hattey laglo tar Bosser bashar dikey to meet his beloved.

[zahid]

Polash is finally back in Action, BC members. I thank you for your patience.

[Orpheus]

Dman I am so funny! God Bless me.

[Omio]

Where is Polash??

[zahid]

deleted

[zahid]

Kichukhon por Polash vablo - ei goromey ekta Coke kheley khub bhalo hoy. Kintu Polasher pocket khali. Ki kora jay? Polash ekti customer-hin dukaney giye bollo : Vai, ekta coke den. Polash coker butolta ek dhokey shesh korey fello. Dukandar poisha chowar agei Polash ek dourey koyek goli par korey fello.

Tarpor, Polash abar hattey laglo.

[zahid]

continue....