Returning home to his deserted house he realizes that his life without Aditi is empty, but his principles? What about them?
Having satisfied my gluttony, I took a cup of coffee and was desperate to meet the couple who created such a heaven in the middle of din and dirt.
She hears her mother’s cry. She rushes to her brother to give him a warm hug and finds him lying on his bed his eyes closed.
Jatin’s aspiration to become a write brought him very close to his father. There was no lack of careful grooming on Girin’s part.
Nikhil picks up his brush again but is unable to mark his canvas with a single stroke. He realizes he has been cursed by his guru.
Editor’s Choice: “Shubhankar, you must go to a psychiatrist and get your head checked. I never had a friend called Rimi. And if I had, don’t you think, I should be the first one to remember?”
And when these two adorn his plate everyday in the morning and in the evening, a heavenly smell emanating from them seduces his entire Bengali neighbourhood.
He remembers his mother, an upright and independent lady. She was so proud of her freedom fighter husband. She was a martyr’s widow after all.
I could hear a step,But didn’t know,It was you,Who made that tread.I could hear a voice,But didn’t know,It was you,
A couple of years back, I decided to surprise my family. I planned for an impromptu visit to Nainital. I was ready to take any risk to disprove my reputation,