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Translated by Jhimli Mukherjee Pandey Beloved Robi, My final hour has dawned. The day breaks as the eastern sky turns a shade of crimson. You rise late these days. That is normal. Afterall, you have been married for just four months. Earlier, you used to wake up even before dawn. I would wake up with…
Translated by Jhimli Mukherjee Pandey Please continue. Then I opened my eyes and saw that the streets were unknow and huge cars were zooming past. About six or seven, no I think there were about nine or ten horses huddled together on a huge vehicle. Then there was a van stacked with bananas, green…