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The Evening Knew It : A Story by Tirtha Chakraborty

  “ 12/A, Hashpukur 1 st Lane, Jorashanko, Kolkata-700007. The rich legacy pf the Chatterjee’s  is hard to be guessed from the old dilapidated look that the mansion wears now, but that could no way hamper the renown it has achieved over the years. In North Kolkata this acclaim is particularly important as walking-talking, flesh-blood google maps are a more dependable option here. Hence with almost no difficulty, Dhruv has found his way to the Chatterjee mansion and was now standing at the threshold looking around aimlessly while waiting for the response to his knock on the door. “Sorry, you’ve been waiting long”. The door slammed open. Charmed by the soft voice when Dhruv turned to his greeter, there was clear disappointment in his face. Up until then he believed ‘ugliness, if anything, is just a state of mind’. Now he kept wondering whether face is really the index of mind. “Who is it, Buni?” Dhruv looked inside and saw a man in his fifties. Mr. Shashanka Chatterje...