OYSTER,S MEAT

at a distance chela was dressing the fishes on floor and a curt of smoke evolvesfrom bide and sometimes leaves earringed smoke upto high.
chela wore atorn and worn shirt and dhoti, he finished his dressing of fishes and we wanted old dress of our beloved elder brother,mistress offered it and it would be better as we are used in rags.
bouthan , have our capacity?in previous durgapuja festival, we are unable to purchase the dresses,since long days son has been staying in kolkata we do not know, when he will return. now an interval, chela speaks emotionaly,having with tears and he cleans tears with his napkin.
you are father and mother of poor persons; we will do your cultivation till death and run our family by fishery. you will give clothes and we shall wear in rag.we will pass out our days as there is nothing at our home or at village.
bouthan asked chela;have your son passed higher- secondary?
chela cleans tears with his napkin because he was in anxiety and it looks sadness.
there are only son of fisherman who has passed higher secondary from that locality,after passing the same he has gone to kolkata to avail the opportunity of earning from source.
no body does not know, what is profession in kolkata?
now chela shows a postcard from her torn and worn pocket of shirt and forwarded the same to bouthan.the post card is written in bengali