Filling the space between expressions subtly re-engineered (type "even God likes the rich and wealthy") and expressions bordering on the fantastically absurd (type "and I do not mind waiting all alone by the grave of my own remains") with an abstract mix of chanted pains, political claims and erotic phantasms - Ujjol Kamal remains true to his own style. Expressing with a mix of anarchism, pathos, and exasperation the simplest and most basic of human needs.