Lust There was a village called Nishitpur. As the name so was its condition. Morning did not come there. It seemed that the darkness of night reigned there. The villagers were illiterate and wage was their only earning. They worked in the lands of others and at the end of the day whatever they earned, they met their family expenditure with that. Everyday they did not get work, but had to spend money for living everyday because food was a daily necessity. None of the villagers, except Sumit Sahu, had any arable land. They worked in other's land. The figures of the villagers expressed their poverty. They were just living. Life was a burden to them. Hari, Nath, Deben, Mosen, Timu, Bila etc. were few villagers. They never did see the ray of luck. Fortune turned its back to them. Old traditions had a strong grip on them - marrying their children after 14 years, a family must have a boy child, eating programme in every function, especially marriage etc. Thos...