Ronjon drove his way to Nirabpur and contacted his Uncle discreetly.In Taajwar's study, they drank tea as they discussed the events in the past days."I never thought this organization is this large and violent. Good to hear nothing happened to both of you. How about Monojit?""I'm heading to Paak for that. How was it after the arson?""Some good, some bad. My Inn is the one receiving the blunder. They harassed people. We're losing customers. Concerning Gabina and Hakoon, they are living with us so they are far from harm. The good thing is that our souvenir shop couldn't be stopped. Since it's the only one providing souvenir items, the district office sent men to protect the foreigners and our shop too.""I'm glad to hear that, Uncle." Ronjon took another sip with his lukewarm tea."No qualms here. I can handle them. In fact, I can feel they are slowing down." Taajwar lightly tapped the table."Don't you think the move for Independence slowed them down?"Taajwar’s fingers halted in de
Two years ago, Harry and Labani went out to have dinner with Judge Bernajee and his wife in the judge's house.Judge Bernajee met them at the main door. "Welcome, come in. Let's go straight to the dining hall. My wife has set a splendid feast for us."They entered a huge dining hall designed like a ballroom. Colored light splashed the long table from clear glass in the chandeliers above them, illuminated by a score of wax candles. The judge gave the principal seat to Harry and Labani sat at his right. The host couple sat opposite Labani. The dinner was apt to a foreign standard. After dinner, the men went to the study while the women to the drawing-room to entertain themselves with tea and sweets.Lady Bernajee chattered about her husbands' talks about politics and court proceedings, then dismissed it by saying, "It was utterly tiring to hear him talk to me about his work. I can't even take my beauty sleep in peace.""I think he just wants you to listen to him without interruptions or
The money was worth a hundred Lakh. It was a tremendous amount in those days. The officer went to Ninu Das' prison cell to understand the bribe he received. This kind of arrangement wasn't new to him, nor will be the last. He could either reject and bring home the money or do as he was told and leave the country.For years as a warden, he saw numerous innocent men died for lack of evidence and justice dictated by men of power. Saving one would help lessened his guilt a bit, he thought.There, he saw the accused Ninu silently praying on his knees. At that very moment, Fishal visited Ninu, and the officer heard their conversation. The officer didn't know who he was, though.Fishal stood by the cell door. "Ninu, is it really true that you poisoned Uncle Mithin?""I swear, I didn't kill him." He slapped the steel door with his palms. He bowed his head. "How can I kill my benefactor? You know me, Bhai. I'm not that kind of man.""But why did you deny an attorney?"Ninu looked up with a conf
In Shambadhila, Asha stared at the exact face of Ninu Das. She ran with great expectation that the man was her father. "Baba?" But this Ninu stepped backed, preventing her from embracing him."Miss, I'm sorry, but I don't know you. Please excuse me," and turned away.
The name tickled Ronjon's ears. 'Wow, what a coincidence.' Ronjon half bowed with his right palm on his chest. "It's an honor to meet you, Lady Ananya Dewan."She curtsied. "My honor as well." Then she stood up inelegantly. "Stop this nonsense. We're not royalty. You're treating Monojit as a family but you're treating me as an outsider." She squinted her eyes saying, "
Ronjon requested to talk to Rhidoy Dewan, the purpose of his unannounced visit. A man went to meet him and gave a cryptic phrase, "The wind blows from west to east. Which suits you then, west or east?"Ronjon understood. He was oriented what to respond. "The wind is colder from the north. I chose none from both.""I believe you brought something for my master."Ronjon gave the envelope and left without looking back. The man did the same and went to an exclusive garden. Ananya's father opened the parcel and found a letter. The date was set for a mass protest and other requests written for the goal of their country's Independence. Rhidoy gave it back to the man behind him, who burned them to ashes.. . . . .Abhik and Ninu had their tables and burners ready. All set for a battle of the two silently famed unique Chefs known to the anticipating audience. Asha, Labina, and Harry were to be the judges. The winner would get the special bag for spices brought by Labani from France.Ninu stared
This travel was a double headache for Ronjon. He traveled back to the Capital but wound-up in between military barricades. It was a tiring trip and he had to stop at the Ashaer Yatra for the night.However, he forgot his tiredness when a letter from Labani greeted him as he reached home.[Chef Ronjon Munshi,I am planning to leave for France to avoid the present civil unrest. Are you coming with us? No need to deny your relationship with Asha. You have to face me and someone important in her life if you wish a blessing for your betrothal and marriage.Sincerely,Chef Labani Gupta]"Yes! With Harry Gupta, the marriage certificate won't be hard." His laughter filled his house for hours.Ronjon was in bliss, his mind went adrift imagining Asha on their wedding day. He visualized the rituals and feasts and seeing her wearing the clothes he'll buy for her. His mind wandered on their first night as husband and wife, making his heart pumped faster as he fancied what would happen. Somehow, he
In the Capital, the British government heard of a mass protest planned by the religious leaders demanding the transfer of power to the nationals. There were two religions, Muslim and Hindu, gearing up to receive the transfer. The government wished for the unity of the country, but found the two groups adamant to have their own nations. Thus, the British Raj planned to appease and mark the country into two separate nations, but violence heightened between the two faiths before it could happen.Ronjon and Asha's wedding was set a month after. It could have been earlier, but they postponed it because the Council Members spent most of their time in the Council's Hall tackling one problem to another concerning the country's independence and land partition. Harry wished them to continue the wedding in his absence, but they insisted on his presence.They heard violence from one place to another. Somehow, their life in Shambadhila was peaceful. The preparations continued. The bride and groom