For the past 20 minutes, Nayan has been trapped in a lavatory in Bashundhara City. No one has apprehended him, he is standing with the door locked by himself. Even in this winter, his whole body is sweating. Nayan has already recited Doa Yunus 22 times. After reciting this Doa, Allah rescued Nabi Yunus to get rid of a fish paunch, but it is not working for Nayan.
জিনিসটা এমন ভাবে প্যান্টের জিপ এর সাথে লেগেছে যে একটু নড়াচড়া করলেই মরমে গিয়ে ব্যথা অনুভব হচ্ছে।
This has occurred to him many times in his childhood but this is the first time the priceless gadget has been fastened in the zipper since he grew up.
Aakhi has been squatting at a table of Bashundhara Food Court for a long time. It is quite uncomfortable to sit in front of a table in the food marts of Bangladesh for long, because few minutes intervals the waitperson comes and asks whether you need anything. In the last 30 minutes, Aakhi has eaten up a plate of French fries and had a glass of Lassi. Most importantly, she was admonishing a gentleman named Nayan. The person who is half an hour late at first sight will wreck her life after marriage.
After enduring a lot of pain, Doa Yunus has worked on Nayan even though he is still walking towards the food court in an unusual posture and planning to beat his mischievous nephew. His nephew saw a video from Facebook and cut all his underwear and made special brassiere with those.
Transforming the discomfort in smile, Nayan chuckled and said Hi to Aakhi. Even though they have seen each other's bio-data before, they started to acquaint themselves face to face.
Aakhi always likes to be outspoken and ask direct questions.
—You don't do anything. You are living on your father's wealth. Why did you decide to get married?
—It's not right that I don't do anything. I am a writer.
—In which newspaper do you write?
—I don't jot down in any newspaper, I perform blogging.
—That means you write against religious sentiments, then your life is under threat. It will be seen that after a few days of marriage I will become a widow.
—See, blogging doesn’t mean speaking out against religion. What you are mentioning those are few random cases of incidents in our country.
—So, where do you blog?
—I write in Hive.
—What is Hive?
—Hive is a social media platform of blockchain.
Nayan was responding the words with great resentment. It seems to him that he is standing in the dock of the accused in the court and she is asking numerous questions to oppress him. He did not want to come here at all, he had to come here at the insistence of his parents. It is quite embarrassing to give a marriage interview in front of a girl as unemployed.
—Well, you are trying to say that a social media gives you money for writing?
—It's not direct money. People enjoy my content and based on the quality of writing they vote the post, eventually we get a token called Hive.
—So, give me a token!!
—It can't be bestowed, this is virtual token.
Even though Aakhi doesn't fully discern the matter, she is enjoying the conversation. Besides, she is a little wary whether Nayan is making her fool! How currency could be virtual? Nayan is the son of a playmate of his father. They have a family business and have a luxurious house at Gulshan. She doesn't understand why Nayan is wasting his time with virtual writing rather taking care of his family business. Although she has started preferring Nayan, but she is not letting Nayan understand this at all.
—So, how much do you earn writing in the Hive platform?
—There is no fixed earnings in Hive. It varies depending on the price fluctuation.
—What is the market price of Hive?
—Approximately 0.154 dollars
As soon as Nayan said the price, he felt a poke in his heart. A few months ago, the price of Hive was about one dollar, he could not take this sudden high price advantage. Because, he powered up all his Hive. Nevertheless, Nayan quickly reassures himself that the price of Hive might go up again and then he will make up it by selling at a higher price.
—I think your Hive coin price is quite low.
হাইভের দাম বাড়বে কিনা বল?
Nayan was completely stunned. He can't even think that someone will address him ‘তুই’ in this quick time.
—Hey Mr, don’t worry, your mind was in somewhere else, so I said this. Now resolve my question about Hive price.
Nayan liked Aakhi’s spontaneous approach. The only problem is that the names of the two are completely similar. Nayan's eyes are very beautiful so he can be called by this name. But Aakhi’s Chinese looking eyes do not support the name at all.
With all these random thoughts, Nayan was walking along the road and thinking-
Will the price of Hive actually go up?
Both Aakhi and Nayan were enjoying walking along the footpath. They were tickling each other's hands inadvertently which was a great feeling and life seemed quite meaningful to them.
Nayan abruptly thinks that the fluctuation of Hive price doesn't matter to him, only thing matters is the existence of Hive. Because this platform has given him a different world to express himself and he doesn't want to lose it at any cost.
Long live Hive
Whatever the Price....
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