SINOPSIS DEL LIBRO

It was the first new moon night of the month of Phalgun Fresh spring breeze carrying the scent of mango buds wafted through the sky A thick foliage of an old litchi tree stood by the edge of the pond From inside this grove notes of a nightingale awake and untiring floated into the sleepless bedchamber of the Mukherjees Inside the room Hemanta sometimes restlessly played with his wifes hair freeing the strands from her bun and twisted them around ...Seguir leyendo