Apart from the exposed parts of her eyes, eyelids of Morjina also had a little amount of titanic dreams. While sleeping in a cosy bed, she had the strangest dream ever. She craves for a large bed with a snug quilt, where she will sleep with ultimate serenity. After stepping into her dream world, she suddenly has been dragged in to reality, which has become just as regular as her dreams. The inherent power of imagination takes one anywhere as aspired by the very own mind, she believes.
But, Alas! It never ever dares to enter the boundaries of reality, where Morjina currently exists. At night, sleeping on the floor of her slum she asks her mother, "It feels heavenly to sleep in a cosy bed, doesn't it?
"I can't say dear. I have never had the pleasure to sleep in one," said Rahima Begum with a pale face. She has to work at least 12 hours a day after Motlub Mia's departure from the material world. Motlub Mia, Morjina's biological father, died in a car accident about 3 years ago.
Morjina helps Rahima Begum in the morning with selling flowers, which is one of the two ways of her moneymaking chores apart from working as a housemaid. Although the money she earns is quite inadequate to serve the family's appetite properly, Rahima Begum doesn't really have any regrets about her life.
"I am saving money mother. One day, I certainly will have enough to buy such a bed," Morjina said with a gloomy-dreamy look in her eyes.
"You definitely will dear. Now, go to sleep! We will have to start very early tomorrow," said Rahima Begum as she turned the kerosene lamp off.
The following morning, they woke up very early and hurried to the Ramna Area--their aspired destination.
A long queue of traffic resulting in a massive traffic jam was being observed which encompassed the area from Shahbag to the Matsho Bhoban. The traffic sergeant seemed quite helpless as he stared at the queue with absolute disgust.
Morjina approached towards a car with a bunch of roses and politely asked, "Sir, will you take these roses? One will cost ten but if you take two it will cost 15."
The middle aged man, who probably was the owner of the brand new Toyota Axio, didn't even look at her, though the driver stared at her in a way as if she were a bug.
"Don't disturb us, get out of here," the driver shouted harshly. But Morjina didn't listen as she knew stubbornness is the key to success in this business and repeated her statement.
The driver became very angry at this. He stepped out of the car and pushed Morjina away. With her body being as light as feather due to intense malnutrition, Marjina fell to the ground. All on a sudden, the cars started to move. Rahima Begum, who was washing flowers on the footpath, was struck with terror as she saw a motor bike moving hastily towards her beloved daughter.
After few hours, Rahima Begum was found standing in front of the mortuary of Dhaka Medical College. The doctors declared Morjina to be spot dead due to excessive bleeding as the motorbike went over her head.
Rahima Begum has been baffled with sorrow ever since then as she was standing still like a stone in front of the mortuary. The nurse on-duty called her in to receive the dead body of her daughter. Rahima Begum saw Morjina's corpse lying on a white, warm quilt; it seemed to her that Morjina was sleeping peacefully and would wake up any moment. All on a sudden, Rahima Begum smiled with contentment.
The writer is a student of XII, Science, Notre Dame College, Dhaka