By Amitava Sengupta(03 Nov 2009)
Ranjit started taking a story when a gossip session at his house was stacking off losing its true sprits on a rainy evening. That day happened to be the annual convention of the propagating women's liberation. Dinanath a middle aged man was its president. He announced that if you fail to show her light of emancipation in her imprisoned life Bengal will go to rack and ruin. Every body was pleased to hear that except two of them who asked him that, Dinanath babu would you keep your life forever in the seclusion of your house. Dinanath got angry and blunts out, What! She is my wife and when ever she comes out from seclusion into the open to enjoy the whiff of fresh spring breeze. Dinanath loses his temper saying poetic emotion is not good for her. But he himself is not free for romantic emotion. He also once to be involved in some thing like this. Days go by- One day Dinanath received a letter. She wants to be associate herself with the pioneer Dinanath in his movement of liberation. Out goes Dananath on a romantic excursion along with his life long servant, friend, driver Simran Nafarchandra. With a tremulous mind seeks his dream girl. Suddenly some body cried out, a theif - scared Dinanath runs away with Nafar. Days pass all except for Dinanath. Suddenly a letter comes again from a sweet heart. She has determined to come to him in that evening. Dinanath sould sent Bonolata to her father's house and he waits for his sweet dream girl. She appears. Dinanath takes Surbhola to his bedroom. He then advances a garland her quietly. Just at this moment a knock at the door and a male voice. Surbhola said how strange. This is my husband's voice. Then? Well Dinanathis taught a proper lesson. It is also known that this conspiracy was hatched up to teach Dinanath a lesson.