My uncle's friend Kazi Nazrul Islam.

His name is Kazi Nazrul Islam. He was s friend of my uncle Ganesh Deb.

We used to see the man in white passing by the private passage which

we sometime used as playground. At times he would stop and watch us

playing with a rubber ball. He sometime went even further by clapping

his hands-when someone scored a goal. Little did we knew or cared to

find about the man.

Ganesh Deb's house was just opposite ours and frequently music poured

into our little ears from a downstare window. It was a quiet Calcutta during

those days-. except the monotony sometime broken by the utensils sellers.

          Later when we were young men  Ganesh Deb's nephew Utpol Basu

Chowdhury charmed us with Nazrul Geeti- which we still remember. It

was he who shared the above facts.