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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…
Sleep was over but he lolled in bed, enjoying its warmth. This was the only day of the week when he could afford the luxury to laze a bit. It was his weekly day-off. There was little else to do, though. He was groggy and he savoured it. But the grogginess began to leave him as the…