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OUTSIDER-CHAPTER 6

OUTSIDER FICTION BY  RAKESH SAHA Chapter 6:- “ H ave anyone informed the police?” A strong and firm voice came down through the stairs and started preliminary diagnosis of the injured patient lying on the stretcher, with his stethoscope. Dr.Amitabha Biswas, one of the top neurosurgeons in India, aged thirty five, wearing the as usual doctor uniform, rimless spectacles on his eyes was not only checking the senseless person but also had a quick look on the nearby persons. “I know Mr.Sushant the SP” Naresh remarked in the middle of checking. “Hmm. Its better you call him now. We are running out of time. He needs to be operated right now.” Dr.Amitabha said clearly to all of them. With immediate effect Mr.Naresh bring out his cell and called the required person at that moment. He can hear the phone was ringing. “Hello. SP Sushant Ranjan speaking.” “Sir. I am Naresh from Vishrantwadi. I hope you can remember me.” “ Yes yes...
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OUTSIDER- BY RAKESH SAHA-INTRODUCTION





OUTSIDER

Outsider


FICTION BY 


RAKESH SAHA


INSPIRED BY MUM






From the author



….This is the first time I am using my fingers for this purpose. I am neither an in born writer nor I have any intention to make it as my profession. This small note is the dedication to that person for whom I am able to find this side of my nature. I don’t want to reveal the name of the person because I know the great soul can understand what I have in my mind.

“Tumi ja diecho more ta firaye nio na...tomar rine rini amar mon, amar lekhoni, amar prerona...amar ei chhoa tomar daan er proticchobi matro”

That person really has the talent to move me around…this is just for her and only her…











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