Bankim Chandra Chattopadhyay,
Chandra Shekhar
(1904)
“ At last, you find that the wind has become uproarious in its noise—the air is filled with tumultuous howls; the waves have suddenly got swollen, and rocking their proud heads, break in dashing fury; a gloom is cast all around; a head-wind stands in the way of your boat and getting hold of its prow, strikes it against the water—at times, it turns the face of the boat backwards—you understand what all these mean, and making a nod to the God of wind for your experience, take your boat to the shore! The same thing happened with Shaibalini's boat. Not long after dawn, the wind became very strong. ”
