Ronjon went back to work and left the three. The elder let her try mixing her own spices. She showed the old man her first mix. Abhik just took a quick sniff and cringed, throwing everything to the garbage."How do you know it wasn't good?"
Asha clasped the note on her chest as warmth filled her. She couldn't comprehend why, but she knew she was really happy. The rose's relaxing scent spread throughout the small netted place, encouraging her to pick up the flower itself. Somehow, anxiousness mixed in between this blissful moment was like the rose’s thorn plucking a thread from the silk pillowcase.
The sun was high above the sky. Ronjon paced up and down, as he waited for Asha, hoping all hopes to hear her sweet yes before he leaves to work. But to his dismay, she remained in her room until the time was up. He thought of going to her room but controlled himself. Rather, he told the housekeeper he’d be back for lunch.While Ronjon pondered inside her room, A
The kiss was sudden, so was the parting. Asha pushed him away after the kiss. "Excuse me, I… I need to close the window in my room." She ran to her room, closed the window, and put the curtain in place. Ronjon followed and waited for her to look back at him, but to his disappointment, she didn't. Her arms wrapped around her while her back on him."I said in my n
Abhik, Ronjon, and Asha walked into an elegant restaurant filled with foreigners' dining. They chose a table at a corner. The dining hall was British in always: chandeliers, wine glass, spoons, forks, table knives, table napkins, champagnes, waiters wearing white long sleeves and bow, cushioned chairs, and a grand piano with a pianist playing foreign instrumental songs.
Monojit sat in silence, but ready to blow like a volcano at any minute. When he arrived home, his mother was the one who greeted him and his father avoided him.Monojit laid his body on the bed, but couldn't find rest. He sat at the edge, head down, and his palms propping his head. "What is going on? Why father won't talk to me? Even Ma won't say a word. Oh my god, thi
Ronjon waited in Harry's office for the files archived in the court for Ninu Das' death sentence. An hour after, Harry came back with a single paper in hand and handed it to Ronjon."Read it."
Monojit started his day with a new outlook on his marriage. He took his father's car and let the driver drive directly to Ananya's house. They arrived outside a big gate, well-manicured lawn, and a large house with house helpers swarming about the place doing their chores. He didn't see these when they came here first, for his mind was still muddled at that time, but right now he saw what kind of family his future wife came from. A rich family indeed. Just exactly what my mother wished for.The family welcomed him and he requested to talk with Ananya alone. The parents allowed them, but they sat somewhere within earshot.The couple sat opposite each other in the living room. Silence prevailed. Monojit took in the sight of her. Ananya sat there with her head bent, her eyes looking down, and her hands on her lap, just like a well-mannered lady. She was flustered with his stares, but as her fiance; it was his privilege. As for the fiance, for the first time, he noticed how lovely she wa
Asha blew air in exasperation. "Okay, Chef Ronjon Munshi.""Why is the chef title being inserted in this conversation?" Ronjon asked as one of his brows raised.
Both Asha and Ronjon went back in later. An hour more and the doctor came out from the operating room. All of them stood right away, aside from Asha, who slept, exhausted from crying."Who are the relatives of Shaheb Arup Mukherjee?"
Noontime came. The scenery was mesmerizing, but Rimas mind was not on it because the scorching heat of the sun was like burning coals roasting them alive. He tried lessening the soreness of the sunburns by covering his head with his shawl but held the cloth in his firm grasp, keeping the strong wind from blowing it away. Suddenly, someone yelled at his back. Everyone looked to where the shout came from and saw a woman pointing at a man who fell from the train. All the passengers on top of the roof were frightened to death. They might be next if they would not be careful.
Unknown to them, Rimas silently sat at a corner at the airport in the capital city. He tried to buy a ticket to flee the country but as Ronjon and Harry had predicted, all flights were sold out a long time ago and no more tickets were provided for the following months. Every family decided to find the best place suited for them to live. Somehow, the British Raj had not yet submitted any clear boundaries of the two countries, and there were only four months left before the set independence day.
Tarapati went back in and wakened Ninu and Arup."Ninu Bhai, your daughter is here. You better get up or something ugly will happen," Tarapati said while shaking Ninu.
Tarapati came out smiling to greet Asha, who stood in between Ronjon and Harry, but halted his steps when he saw the police cars escorting behind. He looked back at the two men sleeping in the living room, Arup and Ninu, and thought of waking them to clear up the situation to the unfriendly visitors.That night, when Ninu, Tarapati, and the rest arrived in the mansion,
Instead of being happy, Tarapati's mind boiled in rage against Ninu."Who are you playing with? Me? How dare you impersonate my late good friend?" Tarapati hollered right up to his lungs as he clenched his fist to strike Ninu on the face, but the latter calmly moved his head and shifted his hair to show Tarapati his hairy mole behind his left ear. Tarapati's hand tempo
While Tarapati was at it, he asked Ninu to allow him to talk with Sovhona alone. However, Sovhona was not at ease with the idea. She insisted on Ninu to stay with them. Hence, Tarapati had no choice but to ask Ninu for an oath of secrecy because he perceived him to be an outsider. He absolutely did not recognize this Ayoush's real identity even though they were close before.
Tarapati went to visit and talked with each of Rimas wives, aside from Sovhona, who he had no inkling of her where to find. The wives were in outrage after learning Rimas sold the house and their properties in secret. They couldn't even accept that he had the nerve to keep all the money to himself. With the fact that most of his acquired lands and business establishments were from their dowries, most of them wailed in agony and a few wished to sue him but with no power and money to do so.