There are many stories about 'Mon' and 'John', which are part of the map cut-off, Growing up on the Betna-Kobadak shores of Khulna district and after some forty seven years without country; The story of Mukand Palmasya and his wife is quite common as that. The fictional Amar Mitra also describes this simple story of his mother and father in a different way, as if everyday life was seen in white eyes.
The words of life that do not require language work, do not involve the so-called implicit significance or any twist of complexity. Where the artificial artist paints a wide range of lives, effortlessly on small canvas. He has a huge mass of water in the water on the left side of life, losing the favorite river in the trap of destiny, there is a shortage of undiscovered life of male and female in the bank of the river. Whether there is a river in the reader's chest; The reader wonders how to read the story, how strange life is to fall from the kapotaksa, to the Ganga from the beat Then, searching for his own lost river long ago, or discovering himself to match the new river in the current way, the reader invented wonderfully - the writer Amar Mitra is the powerful magician of the powerful story who turns the reader away from the world. Looking at the reader's emotional value, find happiness! Rather, to understand how the story of this incident can gradually become more and more readable to the reader, it must be read that the 'river of the lost river' has to be read.
Knowing the life of the father of the author Amar Mitra ie Mukunda Palmasa and his wife, it seems as if the roots of two trees planted in the other side of the root grew up. These animals were never able to accept the Katipara of the Kaapotakshitra, and leave the upper part of the Betnagara and stay in Calcutta. In fact, in the nineteenth century, the partition of the country was not in the imagination of the people of the subcontinent! The poisonous hatred of the religion was not there anymore! The British rulers have shown the way to divide the power of their power to Hindu-Muslim, through bloody riots and passions! Therefore, Mukunda Palmasya accepted an unimaginable, divisive life, but as far as possible, he wanted to get the form of East Bengal into life. Mukunda Palmasya and his wife Besahya came to Calcutta because of which they brought their lives to the Ganges. They believe in a weirdly densely philosophy of life - 'life without water is dried up; People on the river banks are easy-minded. These watery stories of their river-imagery have spread throughout the whole story of the wet air of a river. As a result, the reader who is not in the river near the house becomes part of the philosophy; Drained in water and buried in the chest and dug the river. How to 'just write' how the reader can be filled with water and dried up, it is really a surprise!
In the then Khulna district of Baraldo (now in the village of Satkhira district), the author grew up in the flat at the Dakamara flat on the orphanage bai lane. From where it was heard every night, the launch of the launch started from the Ganges. He used to listen to his mother; The eyes of Buzalei mother was in the house of the father of Kototakshitira! Even after trying, a small, old, damp bus does not leave the bus to a new home. Whenever the writer is looking for a new home, the father tells Mukund Palmasaya that he and his wife will go to Ganges. The writer's wife, Rina, wondered why they want to live on the banks of the river! Mukunda Pala Masa or his wife remembers the same thing. How many people came to the shelter at home! "Mukunda, Mukundka, Mukunda Zeta, Mukunda Meso, Mukunda Peise, only Mukund Pal - How many names did one of them". The door of this house was left unattended for the people of the country, or for medical treatment or other work, in fear. Rina may have reminded sadly that no one comes to the asylum seeker to take the search! But the writer's parents do not have any regrets. The memory of the people who took shelter or the grief of the people of Kathotak, the house of Goddess of Bagbajara, or the whole house became like a kopotak arrow! And that is why the alternative address is not created, orphan faith by lenera!