Calcutta 1967. Impelled by their character flaws and their culture, the middle-class Ghoshes slide inexorably to their mutually assured destructions. Utterly compelling and almost completely, horribly, tragic.
The knowledge makes her even angrier, but a secret anxiety, just beginning to whisper inside her head leaches it away somewhat: does she ... could she know?
Purnima fires her final shots. 'I'm telling you this now, this is your last chance to come to a settlement, otherwise I'll have walls erected to divide the house.'
A common enough story in joint families, the threat has not been defanged by the frequency of its occurrence; it curdles and slows the hot flow of anger....