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Updated: May 15, 2025
Do they want to tell me now that all this was false? The psalm of my praise which was sung so devotedly, did it bring me down from my heaven, not to make heaven of earth, but only to level heaven itself with the dust? "The money, Queen?" said Sandip with his keen glance full on my face. Amulya also fixed his gaze on me.
This has been my constant quarrel with Providence. I will defeat the Dispenser of my fate, but not take defeat at his hands." With a crushing look at Amulya, Sandip walked out of the room. "Amulya, my own little brother, you must do one thing for me," I said. "I will stake my life for whatever duty you may lay on me, sister."
"Your jewel-box?" mocked Sandip. "It was my trunk!" Sandip burst out into a laugh. "Your distinctions between mine and yours are getting rather thin, Amulya," he cried. "You will die a religious preacher yet, I see." Amulya sank on a chair with his face in his hands. I went up to him and placing my hand on his head asked him: "What is your trouble, Amulya?"
At the sound of footsteps outside the door, however, he rapidly retreated and fell back into his chair. I checked my steps near the bookshelf, where I stood staring at the names of the books. As my husband entered the room, Sandip exclaimed: "I say, Nikhil, don't you keep Browning among your books here? I was just telling Queen Bee of our college club.
"But in every country man has destroyed himself to the extent that he has permitted slavery to flourish." "Does it not rather show," interposed a Master of Arts, "that trading in slavery is inherent in man a fundamental fact of his nature?" "Sandip Babu made the whole thing clear," said a graduate. "He gave us the example of Harish Kundu, your neighbouring zamindar.
They are for the Divine Mother, to be poured in worship at her feet. Oh, but it must be a grand ceremony of worship such as the country has never beheld before. It must be a landmark in our history. It shall be my supreme legacy to the Nation. Ignorant men worship gods. I, Sandip, shall create them. But all this is a far cry. What about the urgent immediate?
For then I should have openly defied and humiliated him. But he did not say a word ... which I did not like either. He should have said: "Sandip has brought me to my senses. I now realize how mistaken I have been all this time." I somehow felt that he was spitefully silent, that he obstinately refused to be enthusiastic. I asked how long Sandip Babu was going to be with us.
He did not even turn towards Sandip, but came straight up, took the dust of my feet, and then remained there, sitting on the floor in front of me. O my little brother, my child! This reverence of yours is the last touch of heaven left in my empty world! I could contain myself no longer, and my tears flowed fast.
"What is the matter?" he asked. "Won't you bear witness to the burning of this man's cloth?" Sandip smiled. "Of course I shall be a witness in the case," he said. "But I shall be on the opposite side." "What do you mean," I exclaimed, "by being a witness on this or that side? Will you not bear witness to the truth?" "Is the thing which happens the only truth?" "What other truths can there be?"
As Sandip took up and replaced the casket under his cloak, Amulya rushed in. There were dark rings under his eyes, his lips were dry, his hair tumbled: the freshness of his youth seemed to have withered in a single day. Pangs gripped my heart as I looked on him. "My box!" he cried, as he went straight up to Sandip without a glance at me. "Have you taken that jewel-box from my trunk?"
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