Sarathi Guhawrote on Apr 3 2008 5:17PM
An old village lady lived a lonely but happy life in her village.Her husband was a theatre worker. Her entire world revolved around the sweet-bitter memories of her past. One day a stranger came to her house and introduced himself as a distant relative and convinced her to go with him and live with him. The lady agreed, came to Calcutta and started living with the man, Arun and his wife Latika. Since both went to work, the grandmother started looking after their only son Tinku. Soon she realized that they had brought her only for baby sitting their child. So she demanded a salary. The area where Arun stayed, was infested with goons. There were two opponent teams - Rabi's and Chheno's. The old woman learnt how frustrated they all were in their educated middle class lives. She left Arun's house very soon and started living with two orphan siblings in a deserted house. She gave them shelter and food. She finally died of a bullet injury in a fight between two teams. She died leaving a whole frustrated generation.