The old man returned to his pocket the coin he had taken out for the child. Seeing the old man standing there, he asked – tell me, Mianji what brings you here? The old man felt a faint tremor in his chest and arms. Yes, we used to live in this very lane earlier, the old man said – my son Chiragdin was your tailor. That there was your house, Manori said, pointing to piles of rubble a little further.

Source: Dhaka Tribune March 31, 2019 08:39 UTC