The day is spent in eventful busyness. But even in the midst of this, Pradeep noticed a practice in the neighborhood chat-chat. All eyes are on the center or the state. The media is catching the corruption of the central government day by day. The regional party is advancing quietly in the state. The disaffected parties of the opposite pole are also entering the alliance without changing the principles and norms for the change of power. Which is possible in politics. Ordinary people can no longer stay away from politics. They are being brainwashed. Trying to understand the manners of politics.
Those who are not encouraged by all this, come to Pradeep. He is satisfied with this. Suddenly the evening phone rang, and Dad fell ill after leaving the court. Chest pain. Come a little?
It's raining hard outside. The roar of lightning. Rhea is standing on the balcony like a marble statue. Seeing him come out, he said in a sad voice, where are you going?
I have to go. Sandhya's father fell ill. He was scheduled to testify before the judge today. I have to get out.
Rhea changes in a moment. Says in a sad voice, go quite.
Pradeep is very upset to see the girl who has just lost her motherhood. Knowing that there is a sick mother at home, Riya cannot accept when she goes out to seek the next cure. But today she is as sick as her mother. So maybe don’t try to interrupt.
The lamp looks bad. Once he was desperate for the punishment of the lips, today he is desperate for his release. He does not want to be punished for his father's murder. Even his mother.
I say to myself, Riya, I will not have anything to do with the disaster, I have to go out for those who can really have something. Where I could!
Dad was admitted to the nursing home and sat in the waiting room in the evening. He was talking loudly to Tapan on his mobile. He looked at her. He says to Dada, the man is stuck in his own sin today, and don't be angry Dada, come once, come to Dad.
Maybe the line cuts from the top. In the evening, she wiped her face and said, "Dipuda's condition is not good." You are in ICU.
Pradeep was shocked, there was so much exaggeration!
Covering his face, he sat down on the bench in the evening. The bewildered lamp tries to enter the ICU. He was interrupted. He wants to inform Adhar Roy once, his father does not want his death. But he did not have the opportunity.
Adhar Roy died after a long tug at 9 pm. Absolutely suddenly leaving the mercy of sons and daughters. The stunned lamp could not stand hearing the news, sat down. It was evening. Only once did Dad say he was as dumb as Bob.
On a rainy night, Pradeep gets lost with the mourning girl. He calls Atanu. Some of the accomplished boys of 'Akal Bodhan' also. Everyone comes. It is eleven o'clock to release the body of Adhar Roy from the nursing home.
Pradeep calls Riya, Sandhya's father is dead. I have to go to Champadanga with the body, to the crematorium tomorrow morning.
The rear voice sounds distraught, not looking good on mom.
Pradeep trembled with fear, you look a little. Tell me how to leave the girl with her dead father.
The phone rang. Pradeep thought to himself, surprise coincidence. Will two people leave one after the other? Only those who have not talked in their lifetime, those who have loved each other's children, will have a place in the same furnace! Misunderstandings will end!
It was twelve o'clock at night to return home to Champadanga with the body. He sits by the lamp all evening. Atanurao did not return home.
Pradeep calls Tapan, uncle is dead.
Tapan can't answer. A broken sigh floated in the silence.
Are you still arrogant? Come on.
No, it is not possible to go now. I say in the evening to face. I could not be a worthy boy, I could not bring my father back to his lost place!
The man has returned by himself. Even if he dies, he has won.
Tapan is silent for a long time. Pradeep is injured, then do not come? Did your degree get bigger?
Let's go, but complete the course. I will work with you. I have to do what Dad couldn't do. He hung up the phone. Like cruel.
Wipe away the tears in the evening. The body of Adhar Roy lying in the yard. Ramlal and Tarubala are sitting in the kitchen nearby. Those who cried a little earlier too. Still puffing.
Dad may have been bad Dipuda, but not completely. I read the diary, I also had a dream in his eyes, his beginning to become a real leftist. But where did that happen! That dream is lying like a corpse today.
The left is not the property of any political party. The beginning of the revolution is in his first cry. It may stop to adapt to this world. Or in the pursuit of an opportunistic environment. Everyone is a victim of the luxurious fascination of living.
Atanura is as silent as the listener. The silent death of the man who lost communism seems to bring back any night of subjugated India. Everyone is obsessed with fighting spirit.
The rear phone came again at half past one in the night. The chest trembled, hello!
There is no answer from the other side. Rhea is crying. The lamp shouts, hello, hello ...
Atanu comes closer to Pradeep. Say, what happened sir?
Everyone is looking with exploded eyes. Pradeep stays calm.
On the other side, Kaluda screamed and shouted, "What are you doing, little father?" If you lose your mother for the next!
What are you talking about!
The mobile fell from the side of the ear. Evening cries, came to take care of me lost aunt! Called, why didn't you come home? Atanura was there. Why did you hide your aunt's condition?
Looking at the silent darkness makes me feel like a big idiot.
Atin shrugged, "Sir, will you go home?"
Evening hanging stones. Pradeep wanted to hold her hand and say, my mother, your father, no one was there. But tomorrow morning they will be cremated at Debipur Mahasmashan. In the same furnace. At the same time.
In the evening the head is on the knees. Pradeep puts his hand on her shoulder. To be clear, we are nobody's business. But everyone. We have to do that. It would not be right for me to leave you alone.
The corpse of Adhar Roy lying alone a little far away. His soul approves of these little words of the night to understand and listen.
Neither Atanu nor the beloved Atinas of 'Akalbodhan' can ignore those words. Everyone sat quietly.
For a long time the world was speechless. The cries of the nightingales just float like a miraculous stream. Pradeep's eyes once again look at the open sky on the other side of the verandah. Looking for two more new stars. Little by little, those who will take the form of eyes, will see them.
How crazy-crazy I feel. Keeping his eyes on the corpse of Adhar Roy, he grabbed one of Atanu's shoulders. Suddenly he informs everyone and says, as I am by your side, will you be by my side?
Everyone is shocked. Then he said in unison, "I will stay, sir."
The evening cries. His howls gave him a strong, deep flow like the Ganges.
