Bangladesh, Rajanikanta (continued-1)

Rajanikanta had a strong memory. His memory was so sharp that he could recite on hearing any poem after a few minutes.Sometimes he asked his friend to test his memory by citing any sanskrit poem which he would narrate in a short time. When he was a boy of 8 he could make CHARA orally. One day he said to one of his relative (female),
Sri Sri Sri yukta
Eno amar janye ek jora juta.

Rajanikanta was born in a well to do family. But when he was of ten years old, he had to face economic disaster due to some unforeseen reasons;

1. His uncle, elder brother of his father, who earned a lot of money from his legal practice deposited the entire amount to Indra Chand Knairer's Kuthi (some sort of bank) of Rajshahi which declared bankrupt ;

2. His two sons, Barada Gobinda and Kalikumar, having good legal practice died a premature death;

3. Janakikanta, the younger brother of Rajanikanta, suddenly died after a dog's bite.

As a bad luck would have it, Rajanikanta saw what was poverty in his early age. It was only because of the help and care of the renowned teacher and founder of Pabna College Sri Gopal Chandra Lahiri, Rajanikanta could proceed with his studies. Having passed the entrance examination Rajanikanta appeared in an eassay competition in Rajshahi District and stood 1st. He got "Pramatha nath Scholarship" of Rs. 5 per month and was admitted in Rajshahi College in F.A. arts. After passing F.A. examination he was married with Hiranmoyee, the daughter of school sub-inspector Sri Tarak nath Sen. While studying B.A. in City College he lost his father.

He completed his further studies from City College, Calcutta and got LL B degree in 1891. His poem ASHA was first published in Ashalata monthly magazine of Sirajgunge. He began to practice in Rajshahi court. From 1891 to 1906 was golden period of his life with a single exception. His third son Bhupendra nath suddenly died on a serious bronchal attack. Rajani kanta was so devotional that after the death of his son he wrote,

The life you have given me,

The sorrow you have given to;

The eyes you have given me,

The tears of woe you have given from;

The concern you have given me,

The wail you have given for;

The son you have given me,

The snatching you have done away with;

Rajanikanta Sen (1865-1910)