Anamika

       In this way, we spent a few days happily. Our grandson was very cute. His cartoon dance, his style of. speaking, his funny activities all were. attractive to us. My friend Santiniketan was also pleased to see my grandson. Then we planned to go to Santiniketan. Hearing this, Santiniketan himself became very happy. He told me that he would take care of my grandson there. He also took responsibility to visit us there. Our journey to Santiniketan after so many years was really a remarkable memory for me. My daughters were eager to know about their parents' activities in their student life. Santiniketan was smart enough to tell them every secret story of our student time. Time passed on. My daughters wanted to return. So we had to come back. After their departure, again loneliness began to haunt me. But it was God's gift to get Santiniketan as my intimate friend.

      Life was going on as usual. Actual thing was that there was no change, I did my routine work daily. Suddenly a shocking news came that my father-in-law was no more. We immediately made up our minds to go to our native place. Our family members were waiting for us. When we reached home, only weeping sounds had been heard. It was very difficult to control my mother-in-law. All the brothers and some neighbors took the dead body, lifting it to their shoulders. The funeral was going on with shouting of Bol hatibol. We stayed there for nearly fifteen days to bring out rituals. At last, we returned to our home. That time, my mother-in-law came with us.