A Photograph / Freedom Fighter (Story Writing / Story Completion)

The following is the beginning of a story. Complete it in your own words.

In an afternoon, grandmother was knitting a scarf under a mango tree in the yard. Romim, her grandson, suddenly came running to her with an old photograph in his hand  

A Photograph

In an afternoon, grandmother was knitting a scarf under a mango tree in the yard. Romim,

Romim, the grandson, excitedly approached his grandmother, holding an old photograph he had discovered in a box of forgotten belongings. With curiosity brimming, he eagerly asked his grandmother about the mysterious image.

Together, they gazed at the photograph, which depicted a young girl with flowing hair, dressed in a long gown that almost brushed the ground. Despite the conservative attire, the girl exuded a sense of freedom and vitality, standing confidently with hands on hips and a mischievous grin adorning her face.

Intrigued, Romim inquired about the identity of the girl. With a hint of secrecy, his grandmother admitted that she knew the girl but deemed her too wicked to discuss. Instead, she shared details about the photograph's origin, revealing that it was taken six decades prior in Romim's grandfather's home.

Romim pointed out a peculiar detail in the photograph: a pair of hands appearing to climb a wall in the background. However, his grandmother could not recall such a detail. Undeterred, Romim insisted that his grandmother must remember, as the hands seemed significant.

Despite Romim's persistence, his grandmother remained tight-lipped about the girl's identity, refusing to divulge further information. Unbeknownst to Romim, the mischievous girl in the photograph was none other than his own grandmother. Despite her refusal to disclose her past antics, Romim couldn't help but notice the striking resemblance between the girl in the photograph and his smiling grandmother, leading him to uncover the hidden truth on his own.

A Photograph

In an afternoon, grandmother was knitting a scarf under a mango tree in the yard. Romim, her curious grandson, came running to her with an old photograph in his hand.

"Grandma, who’s this girl in the picture? She looks so happy and... so full of life!" Romim asked, his eyes wide with curiosity. The photograph showed a young girl with twinkling eyes, her hair tied in ribbons, standing beside a bicycle. She wore a bright floral dress and had the same kind of mischievous smile Romim often saw on his grandmother’s face.

Grandmother took a deep breath and chuckled softly. "Oh, Romim, that was someone from a long, long time ago," she said, her voice tinged with nostalgia. "She was daring and full of dreams, always getting into little adventures. But those days are long gone."

Romim wasn’t satisfied with her vague answer. "But who is she, Grandma? Is she someone you knew well?" he pressed.

Grandmother smiled mysteriously. "She was someone I knew better than anyone else," she replied, gently patting Romim’s head. "Sometimes, though, it’s nice to let the past stay in its place."

But Romim wasn’t fooled. "Grandma, it’s you, isn’t it?" he said, pointing at her with a playful grin.

Grandmother laughed heartily. "You’re too clever for me, child! Yes, that’s me. That was a time when life was simple, and the world felt so big."

Romim beamed with pride, thrilled to discover this hidden side of his grandmother. That day, under the mango tree, they shared stories of her youthful adventures, bringing the photograph to life with laughter and love.

The following is the beginning of a story. Complete it in your own words.

In an afternoon, grandmother was knitting a scarf under a mango tree in the yard. Romim, her grandson, suddenly came running to her with an old photograph in his hand

Ans. A Photograph

In an afternoon, grandmother was knitting a scarf under a mango tree in the yard.

Romim, the grandson, excitedly approached his grandmother, holding an old photograph he had discovered in a box of forgotten belongings. With curiosity brimming, he eagerly asked his grandmother about the mysterious image.

Together, they gazed at the photograph, which depicted a young girl with flowing hair, dressed in a long gown that almost brushed the ground. Despite the conservative attire, the girl exuded a sense of freedom and vitality, standing confidently with hands on hips and a mischievous grin adorning her face.

Intrigued, Romim inquired about the identity of the girl. With a hint of secrecy, his grandmother admitted that she knew the girl but deemed her too wicked to discuss. Instead, she shared details about the photograph's origin, revealing that it was taken six decades prior in Romim's grandfather's home.

Romim pointed out a peculiar detail in the photograph: a pair of hands appearing to climb a wall in the background. However, his grandmother could not recall such a detail. Undeterred, Romim insisted that his grandmother must remember, as the hands seemed significant.

Despite Romim's persistence, his grandmother remained tight-lipped about the girl's identity, refusing to divulge further information. Unbeknownst to Romim, the mischievous girl in the photograph was none other than his own grandmother. Despite her refusal to disclose her past antics, Romim couldn't help but notice the striking resemblance between the girl in the photograph and his smiling grandmother, leading him to uncover the hidden truth on his own.

একদিন দুপুরে, দাদী উঠোনে একটি আম গাছের নীচে স্কার্ফ বুনছিলেন। তার কৌতূহলী নাতি রোমিম, হাতে একটি পুরনো ছবি নিয়ে তার কাছে ছুটে এলো।

"দাদী, ছবির এই মেয়েটি কে? তাকে এত খুশি এবং... এত প্রাণবন্ত দেখাচ্ছে!" রোমিম কৌতূহলে চোখ বড় বড় করে জিজ্ঞাসা করল। ছবিতে দেখা গেল ঝলমলে চোখ, চুল ফিতা দিয়ে বাঁধা, একটি সাইকেলের পাশে দাঁড়িয়ে থাকা একটি অল্পবয়সী মেয়ে। তার পরনে ছিল উজ্জ্বল ফুলের পোশাক এবং রোমিম প্রায়শই তার দাদীর মুখে যে ধরণের দুষ্টু হাসি দেখত, সেই একই রকম হাসি।

দাদী একটি গভীর নিঃশ্বাস ফেললেন এবং মৃদু হেসে বললেন। "ওহ, রোমিম, ওটা অনেক আগের কেউ ছিল," তিনি বললেন, তার কণ্ঠস্বর স্মৃতিচারণে মিশে ছিল। "সে সাহসী এবং স্বপ্নে ভরা, সবসময় ছোট ছোট অভিযানে লিপ্ত থাকত। কিন্তু সেই দিনগুলি অনেক আগেই চলে গেছে।"

রোমিম তার অস্পষ্ট উত্তরে সন্তুষ্ট ছিল না। "কিন্তু সে কে, দাদী? সে কি তোমার ভালো করে চেনা কেউ?" সে জোরে জোরে বলল।

দাদী রহস্যময়ভাবে হাসলেন। "সে এমন একজন যাকে আমি অন্য কারো চেয়ে ভালো জানতাম," সে উত্তর দিল, রোমিমের মাথায় আলতো করে হাত বুলিয়ে দিল। "মাঝে মাঝে, অতীতকে তার জায়গায় থাকতে দেওয়া ভালো।"

কিন্তু রোমিম বোকা ছিল না। "দাদী, এটা তুমি, তাই না?" সে তার দিকে হাসিমুখে ইঙ্গিত করে বলল।

দাদী আন্তরিকভাবে হেসে উঠল। "তুমি আমার চেয়ে অনেক চালাক, বাচ্চা! হ্যাঁ, এটাই আমি। সেই সময় জীবন ছিল সহজ, এবং পৃথিবীকে এত বড় মনে হত।"

রোমিম গর্বে উজ্জ্বল হয়ে উঠল, তার দাদীর এই লুকানো দিকটি আবিষ্কার করতে পেরে রোমাঞ্চিত। সেদিন, আম গাছের নীচে, তারা তার যৌবনের দুঃসাহসিক কাজের গল্প শেয়ার করেছিল, হাসি এবং ভালোবাসা দিয়ে ছবিটিকে জীবন্ত করে তুলেছিল।