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“Rishta Tera Mera” “What are you reading?” The husband frowned as his wife remained hooked to the novel at hand, dismissing his presence. “This book is so inspiring.” She placed it down on the table as she spoke. “A woman wrote it under a pseudonym.” The man picked up the book and read the title “Barrister Babu?” He frowned “What is it about?” “How a man encouraged a woman who dared to dream against society’s norms to follow her dreams and become a barrister alongside him.” The wife smiled. The man shook his head, “All the fiction is eating up your head. Those stories are not true.” “She claims it is. The writer claims she has witnessed this closely and knows these people.” She frowned. The man shrugged. “She might have said so to sell her book.” “True or not, some stories are worth telling because they inspire generations to come.” The woman shrugged. The man nodded silently. “So you want to be a barrister?” he asked as she shook her head. “No, after my matriculation, I want to study ...
Main larungi Durga banke Dharm yehi hai mera The cotton white clouds floating against the blue sky, with a gentle breeze touching her ears in a whisper, made Bondita sigh at the sight as she looked up with a smile. With so much changing in her life over the past year, Bondita never had time to stand and reflect. Durga Puja always made her do that. How life was a year ago, and how it became a year later, always made her wonder. She stood on the rooftop, as the wet clothes on the line swayed around her in all colours, drying fast in the scorching sunlight. Bondita ran her hands through her wet hair and stood by the parapet watching the horizon beyond the jheels of the Zamindar house. The thick bushes of Kash Phul made the tall grasses look like clouds themselves. Bondita smiled to herself, remembering how Batuk taught her to play hide and seek among the tall grasses when they were children. Sampoorna walked up behind her, silently, with Koeli in tow, helping her with the buck...
Ek bharosa hai khafa sa koi isse samjhaye Koi asha mom si hai, jo dhoop seh na paaye Aniruddha was reading a book which he had bought on World War and its effects from College Street, crossing his legs on the bed, and leaning against the pillow. The country was a de facto ally of the British, and yet again, many young men were being called to war. For the crown. As much as it disturbed him, Aniruddha was a little relieved that the consequences of the war were yet to reach the city. Although the city was agitated, mostly with freedom movements, and occasionally with a curfew, it was still safer than most parts of the world. The winter in Calcutta was comparatively less harsh than that of Tulsipur, and he was somehow missing the cold. Even in the last weeks of February, the chills were pleasant. His half-sleeved sweater from London gave him comfort as he pulled the quilt around himself further to relax. After all, Sundays were the only days meant for lazing around at odd hours. Wor...
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