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Today I am only twenty seven years old. This life is neither great in length nor in quality. However, it has a special value. It is like a flower that has budded on its breast, and the history of that step has been plucked like a fruit in the middle of its life.

That history is small in size, I will write it down. Those who don't make small mistakes will understand its essence.

I missed all the exams I had to pass in college. As a child, Panditmash had an opportunity to make fun of me by comparing my good looks with Shimul flowers and ripe fruits. I was very ashamed of this; But as I get older, I think that if there is another birth, then the beauty on my face and the mockery on the face of scholars will appear like this again.

My father was poor at that time. He has earned a lot of money by practicing law, but he has not had a single moment of leisure. The breath he breathed in death was his first respite.

I was young then. I am a man in the hands of my mother. Mother is a poor house girl; So, he doesn't forget that we are rich, he doesn't forget me either. As a child, I felt like a man in my arms, so I never really grew up in the end. If you see me even today, you will think that I am Gajanan's younger brother in Annapurna's arms.

My real guardian is my uncle. He is six years older than me. But like the sand of Falgu, he has absorbed our entire world into his heart. It is not possible to get a single grain of juice without digging him. Because of this I don't have to think about anything.

Only the father of the daughter will admit that I am the stepfather. I don't even smoke. There is no fuss about being a good person, so I am absolutely a good person. I have the power to follow my mother's orders--in fact, I have no power not to. I have prepared myself to continue under the rule of Anthapura, if any daughter becomes selfless, remember this auspicious moment.

My relationship came from a very big house. But Mama, who is my destiny's chief agent on earth, had a special idea about marriage. Rich's daughter is not his choice. He wants the girl who comes to our house to walk with her head. But the addiction to money is embedded in his bone marrow. He wants someone who has no money but who will not hesitate to pay. Those who will continue to be exploited, but when they come home, they will not complain if they are given tobacco in a tied hook instead of gurguru.

My friend Harish works in Kanpur. He came to Calcutta on vacation and blew my mind. He said, 'Hey, girl, if you say there's a hot girl.'

A few days ago, M.A. have passed As far as the eye can see, the holiday is smoking; No exam, no volunteering, no job; There is no thought, no education, no desire to look after one's own affairs--mother is inside and uncle is outside.

In the wilderness of this repose my heart then saw the worldly mirage of womanhood--her gaze in the sky, her breath in the air, her secret words in her heart.

At that time Harish came and said, 'If the girl says, then--'. My body and mind trembled like the fresh rain of Bakulavan in the spring breeze. Harish the man was a joker, he had the power to describe with jokes, and my heart was thirsty.

I said to Harish, 'Just tell uncle about it.'

Harish Asr is unique in gathering. So everything is for his sake. Mama also does not want to leave him. The matter came up in his meeting. The news of the girl's father is more serious to him than the girl. Father's condition is as he wants it to be. Once upon a time, Lakshmi's Mangalghat was filled with their descendants. Now it has to be called zero, while there is little left at the bottom. He went to live in the west saying that it is not easy to keep family status in the country. There the poor live like householders. He has no more than one daughter. Therefore, there will be no hesitation in pouring the pot of Lakshmi on his back.

These are all good things. But the girl's age was fifteen, so the uncle's heart was heavy. There is no fault in the clan? No, it's not wrong -- the father can't find a suitable groom for his daughter anywhere. The bridegroom's hat is expensive, then the bow is broken, so the father only restores it but does not restore the daughter's age.

However, Harish has the quality of saras rasana. Mama's heart softened. The introduction part of the wedding went smoothly. All the rest of the world outside Calcutta is known by Mama as belonging to the Andaman Islands. Once in his life he went to Konnagar on a special mission. If the uncle was Manu, he would have absolutely forbidden the pooling of habra in his code. There was a desire in my heart, I will come to see the girl with my own eyes. I could not dare to propose.

The one who was sent to bless the daughter was our grandfather, my cousin. According to him, after taste and skill 'I can depend on sixteen-annas. Binuda came back and said, 'Not bad! is pure gold.'

Binudadar's language is very tight. Where we say 'excellent', he says 'movable'. Therefore, I understand that we have no conflict with Prajapati.