Bengali River Night
By paborama
Fri, 09 Sep 2016
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Caressing his otter, Mahmud gazed out over the sluggish waters of the Bhairab awaiting the Zaminder's return. Twelve days gone and the tension grew with each lap against the bank. Footsteps behind him, the otter jumped from his thigh... Returned! Prajapati, sitting, smiled and Mahmud knew the terror was gone.
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