Vaishampayan has been spending time lying down since yesterday. The doctor said, take a rest. But who knows how people will rest if there is instability in the mind.
When did Vaishampayan see the Teesta valley from the post bungalow of Kalijhora! How that valley and river gradually became the valley of death, the river of death. Who painted such a beautiful cosmic scene the color of death? What is he himself? Vaishampayan has lost control over himself.
He was reigning happily in the court of Alipurduar. The fox king in the bamboo forest, Bakhera tied up to do good to the people. He could not persuade the government doctors to go to the village when he was seriously ill after the floods last year. In the new job, he is toggling with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. He ordered the arrest of the doctors to set an honest example. He won the first round. The doctors were arrested, granted bail, and the police filed a case against them. But this incident caused a stir in Calcutta. The news came out on paper. The response has been huge. Doctors in Alipurduar stopped seeing patients in protest. He is a huge hoi-chai. The whole thing went out of his hands, when a big political party fell behind. The procession started coming to Dhojai's office and home. They used to make sounds like leave the mattress, gabak etc. Forty-eight incidents took place in two rounds. He was surrounded by a boy named Chitu. Then there is no police, no administration, not a single person is on his side. A senior officer from Calcutta came to the investigation and did not show much satisfaction towards Vaishampayan. Vaishampayan once spoke of his safety. The officer said, there is police protection.
What will the police do in this situation? They are not co-operating.
Then go to Calcutta. Take a vacation.
Te-atte, gento vaishampayan was still. Then there will be Dushki, so Sharmistha was at the Cup house in Calcutta. Suddenly the telegram appeared, Sharmistha Sirius. Come sharp.
Vaishampayan was going to Calcutta like crazy after receiving the telegram. The siege was interrupted.
Chitu Madhyamani. Vaishampayan showed him the telegram and begged him; The big danger is mine. If you consider at this time.
Chitu smiled softly and said, it is a whole false telegram. Don't be cunning. These wheels are very old.
At that time Sharmistha was a very dear, unimaginable friend. Is it okay for Sharmistha to live and die, and how many rats will keep him stuck? Vaishampayan could not keep his head straight. Chitur jumped up and grabbed Tuti; I will kill you today, baby pig.
Vaishampayan heard the song of the river of death for the first time in his life when he was returning to the hospital from unconsciousness. It is surrounded by frozen rocks, secluded valleys and a river without source and estuary. Since then it has been with the river. Dap woke up across consciousness. Then everything in the world loses its meaning.
Chitu lied. The telegram was false. Sharmistha gave birth to a healthy eight-pound healthy boy at a nursing home in Kolkata when she was on the verge of death at a hospital in Alipurduar. With the birth of Dumki, the life of El Vaishampayan changed. Dumki is a lucky boy.
Vaishampayan ate two compositions at night. Even so, owning one is still beyond the reach of the average person. Deep fatigue in the body, the burden of a thousand years of memory in the mind. The doctor said overwork, tension, pressure a little less.
But in fact it is not.
Sharmistha is still out today. Kalatra could not make a single wave to market Pujo. Bubum will be with baby B Savitri. Vaishampayan also wants to be a little alone in life, how much need to take a little time alone.
Sharmistha came to change clothes in the bedroom and said, today he will not smoke any more.
Huh. Vaishampayan puts his face on the pillow and responds.
Huh no, don't eat at all.
Well.
If I'm late, Savitri will let you eat. Eat.
Well.
Sharmistha stood in front of the dressing table and took care of her face. This time I will wear sari. He slammed the door of the steel cupboard and opened it to choose a sari. He said that oysters are a little different. Not like us. No?
Vaishampayan does not answer.
I sat in their house for so long yesterday and did not want to pay any attention! But one day when he saw it, it was as if Haranidhi had got it back.
Vaishampayan does not answer again.
Sharmistha suddenly asks, how is their relationship?
Who?
Oysters and Madhabbabur?
Very good. The two lose sight of each other.
Sharmistha nodded, "I don't think so."
No matter, it doesn't matter to them.
You look good. I think their relationship is very cold.
You don't know
They are husband and wife in separate beds. You know?
I know! That is the fashion nowadays.
What is the love of husband and wife without sleeping together? I can't do that at all.
Is it love to sleep together?
Not that. But if there is love, you can't think of sleeping separately.
All your weird arguments. Vaishampayan laughs a little, the bed is different because the mind is different?
Sharmistha gets angry and says, you men don't understand anything. Just judge everything by theory. People are not theory. He has many things. I also talked to Poonam yesterday and realized that their relationship is not so good.
Spying?
This is not called espionage. Their flat is so beautiful, so decorated, they have so much money, it seems as if luck has poured out. But better is not better. So I thought there was a little noise somewhere.
So you were looking for your daughter?
What to look for again? I was talking. A lot of things were leaked while talking.
What is leaked?
Madhabbabu drinks a lot of alcohol nowadays.
Always ate.