From Naogaon to New York N Unedited Memor (Hardcover)
Here on the bank of the Jamuna, comes the floodwater to dip into and swim in, while the peasants harvest rice paddies and jute. The rotting jute. The water lilies. The frisson of winter. Then comes the heat, and Baisakh storm shakes the mango trees and menaces homes. The ripening fruit. The eating of pitha. Going to school, barefoot. The evening, and time to read by lantern light. There on the bank of Buriganga, is Bakshi Bazar, Dacca College, the University, the Language Movement, Central Jail, and bent head. And there is love.
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