Aparichita-Rabindranath Tagore

আজ আমার বয়স সাতাশ মাত্র। এ জীবনটা না দৈর্ঘ্যের হঠসাবে বড়ো, না গুণের হঠসাবে। তবু ইহার একটু বঠশেষ মূল্য আছে। ইহা সেই ফুলের মতো যাহার বুকের উপরে ভ্রমর আসঠয়া বসঠয়াছঠল, এবং সেই পদক্ষেপের ইতঠহাস তাহার জীবনের মাঝখানে ফলের মতো গুটঠ ধরঠয়া উঠঠয়াছে।

When money and love collide which will survive the battle? This is a story of a young man who is afraid of his dominating uncle and let's his uncle take control of his life. When he comes face to face with beauty and love, does he follow his heart or let his uncle walk over him? Will passion prove stronger than power? Will love conquer all or is it too late?

Today, I was only twenty-seven. As the length of life is not the greatest, not the quality. Still, it's worth a little special. It is like the flowers of which came bee sitting on the chest, and the actions of his life history as a pawn caught up in the middle of the fruit.

When money and love collide which will survive the battle? This is a story of a young man who is afraid of his dominating uncle and let's his uncle take control of his life. When he comes face to face with beauty and love, does he follow his heart or let his uncle walk over him? Will passion prove stronger than power? Will love conquer all or is it too late?