The marsh is called Moti, its waters go far,
Ducks swim across as they noisily spar.
The crane looks at the marsh, the hawk flies by,
A kingfisher lands in the blink of an eye.
Its bank rises here and there, covered with ferns
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Footsteps
The Joke (continued)
The Joke
A Big Fat Adventure
The Community Home (continued)
The Community Home
The Messenger Arrow (continued)
The Messenger Arrow
At five thirty in the evening the next day, Bangshalochan prepared for his evening walk and carefully checked his surroundings once to see if anyone was paying attention to him.
PART FIVE
PART FOUR
PART THREE
PART TWO
PART ONE
There was once a King
Beyond the confines of life and death
With your free wind in my sails
CALCUTTA GOES WALKING
The Ornament
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