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The first time I read about Himu was when I was 14. Although I liked to read in general, I was never a big fan of Bangla books. I always felt they were a bit slow paced for me. So it was very surprising indeed when I found myself reading, and yes actually enjoying, this book. It all started of course with laughter, One night - very late night - I heard someone laugh. Not just a small laugh but indeed the one that rings in your ears. I had no doubt it was my sister. Curious, I peeked into her room and found her reading one of the novels of Himu. Apparently she found it too hilarious to keep the laughter bubbled inside her, despite the late hour. So that was how I picked up reading Himu.

At 14, I enjoyed reading about Himu. He was simple, witty, humorous. He had no fixed destination, he liked to wander, do things to astound people. He was aimless, he lived life. That was it. But as I revisit those same books or sweep through new ones, I find my idea of Himu being altered. Being Himu no longer means wearing "Holud Panjabi" or walking the streets barefoot. Of course it is essentially a part of Himu, but that is not everything.

Himu is one of the most malleable character I have read about. He simply molds himself into any situation and become a part of it. He accepts the bizarre facts of life and lives it. He doesn't contradict people nor change their opinion of him. He doesn't follow the social norms into or out of any situation. When someone thinks he had supernatural power, he lets them believe it; if someone blames him for murder he lets them accuse him. It is not because he tries to do thing in the wrong order to attract attention. I think, he rather believes in nature running its course. He thinks every thing happens for some reason and he accepts it. He helps people - be it good or bad, be it by doing good or bad things. In fact, unlike most people, he doesn't categorize everything into black and white. He is as likely to mix with beggars as with elite class people. He doesn't follow the rules. He follows his fathers instructions, his own wisdom and judgement.

The more I read about Himu, the more I am intrigued. He is one of the simplest complex characters ever and I enjoy reading these novels.

Chole Jai Boshonter Din was a typical Himu novel. Majeda Khala was of course there. So was Khalu. Zohir had to make things complicated. Strange phenomenon had to occur. Himu was of course arrested for apparently killing a guy. And the novel ending left me wanting to read more. When I put all that together it was a great book. It kept me turning pages, Himu made me laugh throughout and by the time I closed the book, I was satisfied. The ending was superb. Excellent Work.