Mehrun, how to define the dearest flower—if called by any adjective this 'dearest flower' can become dearer, closer—closer to the chin. I can't say Whether Mehrun is not a specific woman or whether such a woman actually came into my life is irrelevant. Like a newly wedded bride, I'm a bit shy. That's why I said-

Mehrun Nessa is not a specific woman's name. Every new lover of mine is named Mehrun. But Mehrun, whom I have known till now, is not mine, but a sunny afternoon. Has become the faded sky of the evening. One by one, how many hours passed - the desired flower did not bloom. As if there is a great sickness in my mind. Everyone in the world got what they wanted, but I didn't get it. Because my mind is chirping like a sparrow flying from here to there, from there to here.

One day, in the simplest way possible, I wanted you to be mine—I'm yours. However, everything changed. I don't know what happened. Because, I am not the initiator of social evolution - idiots. Everything is not like itself—squeezes like an invisible myth, which I think I sit alone. Although I had a path—I had a world of thought—today there is nothing. My mind is enlarged like a new born tree. Where there is no permanence, what is the mind?

And when I sit very quietly, I write like this:

"I am looking in a deep meditation in the indifferent air of the afternoon, the starry path floating in the raft of the mind. He has been my neighbor for a long time, a golden line of light every morning the morning sun touches my window. Then he remembered. And yet, the life that has been shattered never comes back, all the time I just lie in endless darkness, languishing across the abyss of oblivious absorption.

The eighteen essays collected in this book—the reader may be disappointed to find the distinctive features of each—because each essay contains a sense of life, an outline of ideal living, the scent of a lover's hair, the sadness of a failed lover, the intense reminiscence of another day. Or, losing and finding Mehrun Nessa again. Through these different definitions and conclusions is the journey of 'Meherun, Priyatam Phul'. The prose here is undoubtedly more beautiful than my other prose. This made me very happy.

The book is published by Chandrabindu Publications.