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at 11'o clock,when the merry was over an amit was in the bed .he went to the chamber ,tip-toed.he opened the drawer and found a cryptic diary'.amit-asha and the dusk'.he colided all pages and went through it.

the diary said

''1st october,1912

the day was pretty good.I earned the case,credit to her.her assistance was great help in compiling the book and case.she's busy in her women's rights campiagn these days.our passion had bind the quest.amm,I feel, she's an english rose in disguise of native mould.the most finest company I've ever met with.she's someone more than a jolly mate.pardon! If be it wrong.I guess she too confess that.may be....I can't put down more.

with love,

amit.

4th october,1912

calcutta.

it was a fresh morning.I had coffee and toast while she insists typical tastes.I dropped asha to college.today,she's smiling more ever .to me my destination is far.I want latha to be a barrister .her ambition will shape the future for women.I know ,latha would make her way.I find hardly well .I mean classy peoples are hanged in money and corruption.they are good for nothing.while some are not.today,there were four files pending.I'll meet miss.clara and then pick up her and then to villa.that's the schedule.but she had returned home early.I guess ,I can ask her.I'm not sure.she was busy typing her projects after lunch.I was about to asleep.she's still typing.it's mid hour.I will have a tight sleep but my heart not accedes.I'll wait.

with love ,

amit.

he skipped few and resumed on 10th october .as the dairy narrates,

''10th october

1912

I guess,my writing isn't made up.my heart is pricked with the truth.yesterday, A letter arrived of radha ma.the letter says,

beloved amit,

hope you are well.this year harvesting was good for market.kuni is settled n her inlaw's home.Dear amit,truth is never possed,it's just retold.you are big,good in your work.I wish it will not impact .bino's loss is craving all here.you will be too.it's been 6 months now.I would have told,still was nervous.Bino had been working in the thakur's mansion.their only maiden asha and bino were mates.close actually.Thakur sahib educated our bino .all was smooth until that evening.when asha came with bino.blood shed.panditji cursed her for bino's loss.she was only sheding tears or was it the make up for mourn?.I don't know she left early to her mansion.It's near tulsipur. she was once dear to tulsipur,more to our bino.now,all vanished.she has fled to calcutta,to avert her schooling,against sahib's.what a wicked lass she is!.slayed her lover,fled to the city.I wish you will move on soon amit.

with love.

radha ma.

Iam too rough to admit the truth,I asked latha her full identity.and she said''asha latha choudhry''.I am dodged .I feel.

did really the fair belle of my core is the guilty of my beloved binoy?.bino alaways said dada,I will become teacher in your class.he had so pretty ambitions.all are shuned by my beloved asha or nay.I have to investigate this case.'' asha ,where you have been bought up?,how was all like". ''amit ,why sudden you wanna know all this stuff?"

my heart was pouncing with each time delayed.I gazed in her eyes strongly.''latha,do tell me''.she took a deep sigh and said,''it was great amit there.tulsipur my native place.I was the maiden of sahibs.baba was mine beloved ,while me his.all was smooth,but for my studies.I was too cut hunk for subjects.kisor sir was a stern chalkie,and my hands were always painted with scars.until,bino came ...".

''ok.latha.I must leave''I left swiftly ,unknown to her.

yes,it's true.my beloved core is the murderer of mine beloved.she has fled calcutta to escape the charge.I felt her to be the future of women rights.Latha,she would fight for women,become barriater.no!!it was amit's fault,yes mine.to love the rotten fair lady.in between the corrupt riches,latha would evolve as a reformer.but her intentions....

I can't pen down.my eyes are flooded with hatred and betrayl that kick thine heart.she was an killer in disguise of beauty and brain.

with .

amit.

and subrat read the letters of latha for radha,ma on december ,1912.

he was amazed as the truth suffled with the letters at the dawn.''I must investigate the better half of night''.he said with a sigh and left for tulsipur with asha.he took her with a excuse of revolution.''what more could I do,asha'' he said unknown to her.

subrat stated in his memiors

''1917, 2nd december

tulsipur.

the locus of binoy pathak's mystery or the home of beloved latha.the air smelled of undried grass ,smoked ashes and enchanted hymns of sages .it was a neat snug tied with coconut tress. they were hanging on a cart to explore the city.none but radha cognize them.It's been past 3 years since he paid a visit.as his beloved crony stated to check her welness.after all,there are red tapes of .....ah !.latha seems spooky .her face has faded charms with her locks swinging smooth and her heart yearning ...exotic!.she was volant ill.subrat hadn't bank on this.latha went to the chambers and fell asleep during the evening.

subu and latha were having a sip .there was a batter at the door rythmly.the servant opened it.there entered a princely bloke dressed in a bramble suit and hairs shag style.

''sahib!'' the servant flowed and both of them curled to see the fresh rich.''anindo'' said subrat.

and he smiled jerkly and said

''it's seems who not named be is elated?!".

''oh'' he sighed''latha's pinch ill,here in tulsipur zamindari mansion?"

''sahib had snap the haveli from late sahib!" the footman pleaded .

anindo's eyes were craving for her.latha nestled and stepped towards him.his was sparked,as yearning great deals.''I've fancied you my esse and now you seems so close.....'' he sensed himself and said,'' anindo das.trip down the memory madam.do you?"

how could she set aside him?

''well''she said in a blow''it's great ain'it?.sir is aback with expectionally well reasons to wonder us!.hmm..??"

he laughed off and resumed,''I was here for a company and funding of the foundation.buisness stuff isn't the cause to visit my fortune ''and latha was flaring with each tick of hands.

''ani,we can 've a chit at the morn too?latha needs rest,so do you"he said to stray the battle.

admiration.anger.love.all was craving him.he went to his room with a moody glance .

the next afternoon.

latha had set up the chair,the board and the hoary chalks .the young bairns were flooding the field .all set to learn from latha didi.subrat was in short supply.

the learning resumed till dawn .and the kids ran to chit chat .asha was over the pinnacle ,teaching her native kids.

anindo was sipping the english tea and gazing asha.''sahib,any...''

he beckoned a nah .''dada,how are you?"jumped subrat in the mid.

''fine or pretending not ill!"he sighed.

''ani,latha ...you know?"

''latha!''

''hmm,six years past''he said as he sipped''she lived in amit pathak's villa,used to work ''

''oh'' subu said as his eyes were gleaning him.

he said with a jerk on arms,''I see asha demented sometimes,ain't she?''

anindo pissed off with a smile,''I do have a stance .well maybe too many books have crumbled her mind''

''dada,I must abide a by for duty calls'' ani said and post hasted.

suburat asked lata of well being. the clouds were pale lilac,sheding tears of droplets.and the wind was swinging dead.at mid hour anindo wore his specks ,grabbed a sheet and dipped his teal ink in pen and crafted

'' tulsipur

1917,

dear amit,

subu here.I wish your fine health.how are meetings with beloved clara.....damn it's my censure for being in short supply ,for merries.well,I met ani...anindo das.you remember him?.he says you were great mates,unknown to your friend,isn't it?.Iam here at tulsipur.in a due of work,actually.let me know about anindo babu. every thing,if possible.wouldn't be a out-and-out aid?!.after she (you know whome not to be named) has left,I look forwrd to hear the truth.if ever there was a friend of your's....

with hope,

subrat banerjee.

the letter was a fuss to him.he couldn't believe him to be at tulsipur,could he?.he's for a work.but anindo.....no,just for a CASE!!....no,does he know..no.

after a few days a letter heared from amit .and his eye ball were swnging,higher than the train wheels.

''1917,calcutta

dear subu,

I wish hearty plaudits on your case sucess.here all is cherry blossom.the meeting are well....how do you came...mm..anindo das.is he the guilt or involved?.

just asked.ani was my native bossom at tulsipur .we went the same schooling.he was a canny lad with a juvinile chic.he was the heir of a fortune left by,sahib bhison das.he was an orphan at the grace of youth.we shared clocks and the ardour of company.I had to be busy with college.so was he.he was poor at academics and his views had mismatched mine.many a times.actually,I met him last time at the the former soiree in early june.with her.

this all I can assist you .clara had been great at times.hope you not debate further.let relations not keen in the sphere.

with love,

amit pathak.

the case was unraveling .the key was at stake of anindo das's confession.subu was at the hell.he was in a scrunch of dare,of the case .his mind was shuffling with each stroke past.who's the guit of binoy pathak?how is asha known to ani?what was the maze of june party?.all scenes were flooding his mind.with no victims and no rues. he smelled a umbra that was shading his chair.he curled back .it was kumud -the page boy.what he is up to at the odd hour!.ember were flicking in his eyes.''sahib,milk''

milk,he's busy in this drama and kumud has milk.''dudh,ekhani?"

''anindo babu has sent .he says you look timid with your case.''said the lad.

how this ani know of ....?''ekhane rakho,jao''he followed.

''wait,anindo babu you know him?ani and asha,dare not you lie me of truth"said subu fiercely.

he was shivering with the voice.he nodded.

''babu ani sahib and asha were fiance...thakur sahib had rooted ''he said in a smooth .

he resumed,''this is known to madam.before the dawn she fled....and witched in city with..''

''stop you damn fool,tell me about ani da and asha''

''ani da had loved madam truly,but bino ....''he sobed .''sahib ,forbid this chuckle head,forbid ...My heart can't gush more''and he ran.

he had left him with hopes and puzzles.''don't speak to anida''

he drank the milk in one sip and felt asleep.at the next rise,he found latha in pain at the stairs.''latha,you ok?huh''

''hmm..ah''her head was scrabling the ache more.

subu managed to sit her down.''what the..what happned"

she was trying the same to draft,''I..I was in study,kumud...milk!MILK!' she exclamed with hush

''KUMUD!KUMUD!''the voice was wobbling higher the chandliers.

''sahib'' he slipped frantically down her feet.

''it was anida 's order''

''ANINDO!''this time asha won't spare the crook.she had to step.''asha..listen ,we can..''

she was a hellion in no mood of grants.she bounced upon the pashima,and fierced,''mr.das!''

the newspaper unfolded a creepy smile.''oh,DEAR ASHA''

she demanded pleads.she slipped off .until he saved the tigress under his caring arms.she was thunder struck,by every fingers that rolled her armlets.she paused .and finally she was crumbled to asha .her eyes were in pinch of salt.

''the milk ..ani?"

''you looked tired ,so I thought....''

''you thhink to drug and get peace!!!''

''asha..yes ..after that bloody amit,did...''

''dare not his name....anindo''her eyes were bathed in spice,unknown.

his was quiet still with anger.

''why,...the night when he defamed you,played your heart under his bloody ego!wait..you?! still love him"

their knife edged fight was peeped by subrat.

they stopped.they had to.''may be..''

''miss asha was just over the moon..may be?''said ani.

''subu ,waait...''she dejected him.

and

ani left the war in between.and she was left with qualms.

''tell me ..did you told anything to anindo?..'' she was more winding up with the silence

''you bought here...anida,me for the truth....didn't you?''

he had to be on the level.