WHEN THE BLOSSOM HAD BUT BEGUN

WHEN THE BLOSSOM HAD BUT BEGUN

The precocious lad -- a voracious reader of books, an avid reader of life. Early signs of a prodigious power maturing that in time will unseat the colonists from their stronghold and career them off to where they belong.

Lanky lad, not robust enough, seemingly, to lead a revolutionary struggle but with unmistakable signs of a seething idealism that burns bright beneath the placid cover of maturing adolescence. The look of a poet, perhaps, the poet of nationalism, the prophet of patriotism, the philosopher dreaming of human emancipation from the slavery of man under brother man.

Written by Sugata Bose