Alcoholic Badal Das’s dream is very simple. He hopes that unlike himself, unlike his father, unlike his grandfather and unlike every member of his family for centuries, Kwaran Das, his eight-year-old son, who is the youngest of three sons, grows up to be something other than a sweeper. He has three sons; the eldest one works as cleaner in a garment factory, another son doesn’t like anything except playing music in worshipping Rama and his youngest son is in class II in a school authorized by City Corporation of Chittagong.