ei halay int browse korto. Tokhon o ar ekta tripnigger that went by Unironic CCP and Shariah shill chara oishob board e kono Bangladeshi prolifically post korto na. Ore int onekei dekhte parto na, and posting style dekhei bujha jaito or post, tai Incellah naam disilo. probably aro history chilo but I don't really give a shit about that. 21/22 er dik e amio a chaira int e ektu posting shuru korsilam tokhon thekei or notoriety chilo at least in desi or bharat or whatever it's called these days. It wasn't too long ago when you didn't come across a very many Bangladeshis in these sites.
Ekta meye ar ami highschool onek close chilam.A levels deyar shomoy or result kharap howay o school chere dey, jawar ager din amake ei kobita ta lekhe pathay:
I thought she liked me so I asked her to see the 2017 super moon with me. She said no, saying she is religious and she doesn't want a relationship outside of marriage. She also backed it up saying things like baba-ma emneo jete dibe na.
I put the poem somewhere in my drawer and forgot about it for a long time. I tried to forget her and we barely spoke after that. We both went to a mutual friends birthday party and on the way back home we had to get a rickshaw with a third friend. She sat on the hood on top of me. It started raining, like pouring and she said she loves how my hair gets wet. I thought there is a spark so I became emotionally invested again. We met 2 more times once at her house for her birthday and my 21st birthday. Then in February 2020 I found out through my brother's friend who is her neighbor that she is getting married to a second cousin who is like 7 years her senior(she was 21). I was heart broken and I got absolutely schwasted to cope (I used to brew alcohol at home at this time). I found the poem, tore it up and threw it in the dustbin. Then regretted it so I went through the trash and taped it back together. I ended up organizing het Holud. Went to her wedding too. I wanted to hate her husband but I couldn't, he's actually a very charismatic tech bro type of person. Loves coding even though he was from a biotech background. I eventually told him I had feelings for her and he was chill about it and wanted me to talk to her and find closure. This was the night before their wedding and I didn't wanna put more load on her since she'd be busy preparing... So I didn't tell her till August 5, 2024. She said she would go out that day to join the protest. I was shot and sedated from 1/2
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Pain killers so I didn't understand what she meant. I woke up sober on the morning of August 5 and read the dms again and started freaking out. I assumed she might be gone and so I came clean and told her everything. Net was out so none of messages went through, I kept calling her and her dad. I eventually got a hold of her dad and told him she was gonna go out. Later at 2PM I managed to call her and ask if she was okay. Apparently she overslept so didn't go. I asked if she was mad I told her dad and she said she wasn't. The DMs went through when the net came back and we spoke at length about what happened and I told her I was over it and we are siblings from now on. I still don't talk to her much, in fact I talk more with dulabhai than her. That's where things stand now.
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So... Where does my name come in in all of this? After my first rejection I started namefagging on 4chan as Incellah because she turned me down because of religion... That's it.
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I just like Jesus as a person as he is depicted in the bible... Christians... not so much. If we could all be suicidally empathetic like Jesus, there would be no need for heaven. Earth would be heaven.
