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Each and every day, when Pannada used to see her, he used to die out of guilt; she had not spoken a word with him ever; not till the last day of his life.
The author while in morning walk met an accident. He was on bed rest for 90 days. After he met a lady while sitting and singing. They loved each other.
The author was welcome by his fan as he reached Howrah station. He was impressed the way she received him and took to her house.
The author recollects the past days when Sonali uses to offer him Payas after dinner.The author and her son,Amit go to cremation Ghat to offer Kheer.
Ever since I was a kid and especially a Bengali one, I am supposed to behave a certain way. The way in which every other Bengali man should or has,
Kali Ghat Kali Mandir ( Temple ) is situated in southern Kolkata. It is nearly two hundred years old. Devotees from all over the country visit every day,
She will leave this home as one day I had left my parents’ for my married life.I will become lonely again.But I also need to accept the truth,the laws of life.
Tagore as the myriad minded man had gripped her.Once she had potent grip over the language, she started reading Tagore’s original works.
Time of lagna ticked al last. Bride was brought to marrying spot. She was dressed in a queen’s attire. She wore a Benarasi saree with matching blouse
I stood in the long line for First Year admissions , sweating under the scorching sun when I saw her for the first time