Kechamatir Gondh Novel Part-3.

The arrival of spring at the end of winter. This is the eternal custom of nature. New preparation for one's farewell to the other. A new approach to nature. Trees, birds and birds are all in the soul of a new spirit, a new dawn. Colours- Every flower of bhangrang is accompanied by the sweet buzz of Bhomora, a sweet kiss. Chumate pomi goes to Keteki, Tagar, Jaba, Shewali. You go through the new news of saving Priya. Every flower seems to be eagerly waiting. This is the beloved phulnidra of the spectrum. Father Jeevan Chaudhary's favourite phulni too. Just as he loves his children, he loves the flowers of the flower. So even if many people give water in the morning and evening, once a day from the office, Chaudhary once in a while comes into the vase. 

Like an office-going duty, it is his duty. If any of the branches of the flower have shallow forest, it is freed from the flower. He kisses the flower petals with love. There are various types of flowers blooming both domestically and foreign in the vase. Jeevan Chaudhary is a man who smells of the soil. One day it has come up in this soil and one day the body will disappear in this soil.

So every plant on the ground looks like a dream.

Jeevan Chaudhary is a high ranking government official. Don't neglect your duties even if you go back to office work from the morning. Because complacency is God's satisfaction. This phrase is followed by letters. He was transferred to Guwahati about six months ago today. The real home is in a village in north Kamrup. In present-day Guwahati, they have bought land and built their own houses. Yet, it seems that the village has not been able to leave behind.If he gets the time, he goes to see his native village at least once. Chaudhary says, "Janani Janmabhoomi Swargadpi Gariyasi". Although Guwahati has its own home, there is something like a new image, an unmissable relationship in the birthplace village of Balisatra. Every dust, sand, trees, rivers and rivers of the village are called out. The memories of the past, who spent their childhood with teenage girls, Haren, Naren, and the elderly, sometimes seem to shake in the mind. But human beings are merely slaves to the situation. Circumstances and times lead to the other side. The remains are not thought of. If not a two-story house, it is a beautiful house in the new Assam type. A lot of money has also been spent on arranging. 

The design of Chaudhary's house can be gauged by looking at it. A happy family with three children. Chowdhury's wife Lily Chaudhary is also an ideal housewife. Inspired by giriyak's ideals. New All kinds of vegetables, fruits, bananas, etc. are in the house. Chaudharyrani takes care of these with her own hands. Increases the fertility of the soil. It is as if the crop gets a new lease of life when it is touched by hand. Loving hands grow loudly. On the other hand, there are pet cattle, ducks, parrots, chickens in the house. The day of Chaudhurani passes by taking care of these. The only son is Pradeep Chaudhary. Sharp in reading. After passing the matriculation in the first division, he will take the BA final exam this time. On the other hand, the boy's movements, dress, manners are very elegant. But a little shy. Sports, i.e. getting into cricket. 

Two-three months ago, the school and college teams played outside the country. That's why he has a personality of its own. Chaudhary's elder daughter's name is Barnali. Everyone in the house calls it varna. This time Matriculation examinee. Occasionally helps the mother in cooking in the kitchen. Nature- character, manners are very polite. He is about 16 years old. Lahi is beautiful gaur coloured with waists and is extremely shy. Being at home looks like a 10-11-year-old girl. Jonali Chowdhury is Chaudhary's second daughter. No one else came to the world after that. So a happy family with a small family.

Jonali is 8-9 years old. She is a bit agile because of the love of everyone in the house. This time she is in the last grade of primary school. Not at all good at studies but not bad either.

Choudhary and Chaudharyrani were talking in the middle of Phulnidra in the evening.Biswajit has come to tuition early today. He came and called to the spectrum. It was then that the parents came to know that Biswajit had come. The trio rushed inside the house. Vishwajit was put in the drawing room to wash both hands and face. Biswajit sat down on the comfortable chair in a gesture. The darkness inside the house was illuminated by the light of lightning. From inside, varna's devotional songs floated."Pleased Narayan, we are fools. I don't know what you want. '

The melody of the evening prayer and the smell of incense aroused a sacred feeling in the heart