After school final exam, Babul got a chance to visit his maternal uncle's home at Balurghat. A cousin of his age Nilu joined him and ultimately they started behaving like free prisoners.

Having been indulged by their young grand pa who was fond of telling cock and bull stories; mostly about his childhood adventures, both Babul and Nilu became reckless and entirely carefree.

Within no time swimming, fishing, watching movies and such conventional means of time pass proved tasteless to them. They decided to do something serious or at least something unforgettable.

Nilu decided to show Babul a remote and secluded burning ghat away from the town; the town had one but it used to be mostly crowded. Having crossed the river, they walked few miles through thin jungles and mostly agricultural land. Without hesitation they plucked cucumbers from farmers’ fields and they quenched their thirsts by chewing sugar cane; as they found that too on their way. The nature seemed to be very kind to them.

Pointing a spot on the river bed, Nilu claimed that that was the spot for burning dead bodies. Babul didn’t agree; had it been a cremation spot, there must have been some half burnt logs or bamboo.

Leaving the spot behind, they decided to take a stroll through the jungle where it seemed to be a bit thick and dark. They might come across certain wild beast or something like that; they expected.

Inside the jungle, they found a saint in his meditation, sitting under a huge tick tree. They didn't like to disturb that religious man but felt like imitating him for some time; may be for fun or little rest.

The pious man abruptly opened his deep red eyes and staring at Babul made two prophesies.

One: he is one of the very few boys on earth who will be extremely popular among Gs.

Two: he will be the easy victim of them.

They wanted to get the proper meaning of 'Gs' but in vain; the man resumed his meditation again and they didn't dare to spoil his meditation fear of being cursed by that pious man.

On their way home, they discovered few half burnt logs near the spot which Nilu claimed to be a cremation spot. They discussed a lot about the 'Gs' and came to the conclusion that ‘Gs’ must stand for girls. Decoding the hidden meaning of G, Babul became the happiest boy on earth. He wouldn't mind if he was going to be victimized by any girl.

Gathering lots of sweet memories, Bablu returned home and decided to pursue his study in a co-ed school instead of a boy's school. Thus ignoring his parents opinion he left his old school ,Vivekananda Memorial Higher Secondary School, and he got himself admitted into a co-ed school of the town to witness the impact of the prophesies made by that pious man.

Unfortunately, one day, one week, and even one month passed but Babul remained as an unknown boy, especially among girls in the new school. They remained busy with their old friends. Babul was not at all comfortable among girls; being a student of a boy’s school since his childhood, he behaved like a fish out of water joining into a co-ed school.

On Saturday evening, at around nine o'clock, Babul’s parents, Mr and Mrs Biswas went out to attend a party asking him to lock both the door; one collapsible gate and the other wooden, from inside and if he would fall asleep, they could enter into the flat using their alternative keys; they strictly instructed him not to open them at any cost, whoever may be.

Most unwillingly Babul started reading and got bored naturally and decided to watch TV as the possibility of his parents return before twelve was very rare. So he could enjoy his favourite football matches without any disturbance. So putting on the dim night lamp in place of bright reading light, he scrolled for his favourite channel.

Forgetting all about his frustrations in school, he became very happy and excited observing the magical performance of his favourite star footballers. In the meantime, it seemed someone called or knocked the door from outside; ignoring that he resumed his enjoyment but after some time once again he felt that knock or call; anyway the mode of the call was very well known to him but he couldn't remember that exactly.

As he opened the wooden door, he found ever smiling Nandi uncle, their next door neighbour, waiting at the door. He asked, "Watching football?”

In response Babul asked, “Uncle, when do you return? How are you? "

Mr Nandi was a very good friend and drinking partner of Mr Biswas, Babul's father. He lived there with his wife who used to be fond of Babul's Mom, Mrs Biswas and they seldom used calling bells to visit one another.

So without waiting for Babul's invitation, Mr Nandi entered into the room smoothly and Babul too failed to notice that the collapsible  gate which was locked from inside couldn't stop his entry into the flat.

Taking his seat on the sofa, Nandi uncle switched off the TV as usual and answered the questions of Babul. He said, “I returned last night when not only you, the entire housing were fast asleep. At present I am absolutely fine. My complications with diabetes have been evaporated totally. Where's your Mom? Oh yes gone for a party. That's good, after all it’s Saturday night. Is there any sweet dish at the freeze? Check it. "

Babul checked and found a bowl full of sweets. Just then Nandi uncle ordered, “Bring the entire bowl, I am very hungry.”

Babul executed the order like a puppet and became thoroughly surprised observing Nandi uncle's manner of devouring the sweets. He had never seen uncle eating more than one sweet at a time; he used to say, “No thanks, remember I am a diabetic.”

Finishing all the sweets he ordered Babul, “Please check if there's any whiskey left at the upper case of the fridge.”

Babul discovered a bottle of whiskey; only a quarter consumed earlier, right then Nandi uncle asked, "Bring that bottle here.”

After that Babul had to bring glasses, necessary snacks and a bottle of Coke for himself as per the order of Nandi uncle.

Uncle poured coke in a glass for Babul and prepared one peg of whiskey with plain water as usual for himself.

Then doing cheers with Babul Nandi uncle started the party; though unequal, still enjoyable. Uncle stared his intellectual lectures and Babul played the role of his father; it was almost like giving proxy. Having consumed eight pegs, Nandi uncle seemed to lose control which was extremely rare event for him but at the same time it was true that he consumed beyond his limit as he was very popular for his economy in drinks. Everything seemed to be abnormal at that night. Babul felt.

Abruptly Babul asked, "Uncle, do you believe in sooth saying?”

Being bold uncle replied, "Yes of course! Why not? They are right. Once a soothsayer predicted that I would die one day. "

Babul laughed heartily and said, "Really uncle!  you are behaving like a joker tonight. Ha! Ha! Ha! "

Mr Nandi became angry abruptly. It seemed his mood gone beyond his control. He shouted, “What, do you think I am a joker? I am older than your father. "

To bring his rage under control Babul urged, "Uncle! Uncle! I made a mistake. Please pardon me. "

But his humble words failed to bring any positive result.

Uncle roared, "How dare you make mistake. I hate mistakes."

Saying so he started burning in anger literally; his skin, flesh and blood burnt into ashes, only his white skeleton stood in front of scared and trembling Babul. Under the mysterious spell of dim light, Babul discovered a ghost in place of Nandi Uncle and being puzzled he became senseless and fell down on the floor like a drunken guy.

At post midnight the Biswas couple became nervous discovering Babul on the floor but when they noticed almost empty bottle of whiskey on the tea table and glasses too; Mr Biswas became angry with Babul for his adventure with whiskey while Mrs Biswas became angry with her husband for his reckless attitude to life; ignoring the presence of a grown up son at home, day after day conducting party at home along with friends.

During her soft sob she announced, "Tomorrow we will go to stay with my brother permanently and you live with your whiskey.”

In the morning, Mr Biswas received a phone call from Mrinal, the only son of his next door neighbour Mr Nandi, stating the sad demise of his father on Friday night at a hospital in Bangalore.

It was a bolt from the blue for the entire housing but the Biswas family really lost a friend philosopher and guide. He was the senior most member of the society but for Mr Biswas, he was like his local guardian.

Listening to the sad news, Babul became deaf and dumb at the same time and his eyes remained open but stopped sending any signals to his brain.

Later pondering over the issue he understood that G stood for ghost not girl.