Elojhelo by Buddhadeb Guha [Hardcover]

Three years ago, on my birthday, my daughter gifted me a mobile phone. Since then, it occasionally stays with me, but I rarely use it.

The situation is already quite challenging due to the landline phone. So, it’s like a thorn in my side - I don’t even know the number of my own mobile phone. My domestic helper has written the number in large digits and taped it onto the back of the phone. If someone close to me wants to make a call, they have to flip the phone over, see the number, and dial it. However, I don’t have many close people. I never really did. I have spent most of my life, you could say, alone in this "kinless wilderness." I’ve been married, worked in various ways since I was seventeen, but there have been very few people who have been close to me in this life. I’ve spent my entire life alone, you could say.

Because of this, my wife has many justifiable complaints and grievances against me, and she still does. She is a noble woman. Many others are also upset with me. I am guilty in the eyes of everyone. My writing, my life story, and various honest and candid interviews have upset many people. I am guilty in their eyes too. None of them has forgiven this sinner.