Meghe Dhaka Tara
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:11:00
Ma, don't listen to her
:11:04
lt's the college's football final
tomorrow

:11:10
l can't wear these awful saris
any more

:11:13
The ''heiress'' has spent three years
in the same class

:11:18
l must have studded boots by tomorrow
:11:22
He can't afford food, but he makes
demands like a prince

:11:26
Half the month we can't afford
a second course

:11:30
lt's the first of the month -
sister will have been paid

:11:49
You didn't buy sandals, did you?
:11:53
l'll buy them later. l bought
material for brother's shirt

:11:57
After all these years... isn't that
Father's pupil Sanat?

:12:17
Don't you recognize me?
:12:19
lt's Montu, isn't it?
:12:30
What are you gawping at?
:12:34
You've changed so much. You were
only a girl, and now...

:12:39
-Who?
-Neeta

:12:46
You write letters, but you don't
come to see us

:12:50
l know that handwriting; l give
those letters to Neeta

:12:55
She's hardly at home, what with
college and tuitions


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