Jiban Darpaner Amrito Kotha

The nectar of man taken from life. When faced with a mirror apart from the external form of man the inner form is also captured. Then introspection is needed. This novel is about the heart of man. This novel is a reflection of life. The scope of this novel is from village to town from agriculture to industry. This novel is about the people of rural Bengal the people of the city. This novel is about the reunion of Hindus and Muslims. This novel is about the ideal and non-ideal life about faith and breach of trust about the conflict between right and wrong. This novel is about a life that has become smaller with ones own eyes and about growing up again. The novel deals with moral decay and morality being lost in adversity overcoming adversity social values and worthlessness. This novel is about religion - iniquity truth - untruth revelation - about darkness and light emanating from the source of darkness about sunrise instead of sunset. In this novel life is about churning the sea and after churning it is about choosing nectar by avoiding goral.Writer Manoranjan Ghosh was born in a remote village called Boalmari in the present day Pabna district of Bangladesh. Education began at an unpaid primary school in Boalmari. After studying at Ataikula High School for three years the author came to Bengal. M.Com from Calcutta University. Less. And earned a Fellowship from The Institute of Chartered Accountants of India after earning a law degree. Then enter the job life. He has worked in private and state-owned companies. The author has achieved equal success in both types of organizations. With dedication perseverance and efficiency he has held the highest position in the corporate world. The author has come in contact with innumerable people of different professions on the long journey. Just as he has deeply mingled with the people of rural Bengal has become intimately acquainted with the culture and way of life of rural Bengal so has the writer roamed freely in the corporate world on the job. The crop of long-known knowledge is the nectar of the mirror of life.