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He had no desires and he was fearless. He did not want any favour from politicians. He wanted social reforms, and placed his hopes in the younger generation. His poem ‘mein tumhe apna chumban dunga’ became very popular among the students, where he says— “Mein tumhara hi pata lagaane ke liye, Ghumta phir raha hoon, Saara-saara din, saari-saari raat, Agaami yugon ke mukti sainik, Mein tumhari jutiyan chamkaunga, Dil behlaunga tumhara Kuch bhi karunga tumhare liye… Mein tumhe apna chumban dunga.” Through these lines he wants to convey that although he cannot be a part of processions or make posters, he can serve those who make posters and those who rebel against oppression, because his desire for freedom is very strong. Later on, we came to know that Baba went to jail a number of times. Once, when he wrote a poem on the man who killed Gandhi ji, he went to jail. He was a mixture of Rahul Sankrityayan and Nirala. He inculcated the roving tendencies from Rahulji and the satiric language from Nirala. He did not live with his wife for many years, having left home in 1934 and coming back in 1941. But, this poem ‘sindoor tilkit bhal’ (vermillion smeared forehead) touches our heart deeply and stirs deep emotions. It appears to be an autobiographical poem. His poem ‘danturit muskaan’ shows his deep attachment to his children. In spite of this, he renounced the happiness and comforts of a family life in order to adopt a larger family, i.e. the common man. His love did not remain confined to the four walls of his home, but extended far beyond. He went out in search of those people whose contribution and dedication would bring about the much needed social changes. Later in life he gave up his itinerary habits and settled down in Sadatpur. One reason was his detereorating health. The last time that I met him was in Sadatpur. He had become so thin that I could hardly recognize him. He was a person who interpreted ideologies on the basis of his experience. He wanted to eradicate poverty and misery from the lives of people. (Courtesy : Samavartan) Bageshri Chakradhar, is asstt. professor of Hindi at a college in Delhi University. She also has a postgraduate degree in music. She writes poems, literary criticism and essays. She has also written for children. She is involved with film and documentary production and is a semi classical singer for Akashwani and doordarshan. Bageshri has attended conferences and seminars at USA, UK, Canada, Trinidad, Tobago, Thailand, Indonesia, Nepal and Australia. She has been honoured with a number of awards. She lives in New Delhi. 128 :: January-March 2012
Short Story MANTO IN MY DREAM Musharraf Alam Zauqui Translated by Shyamji Mishra I had been seeing him there for three or four days. When? Where?— perhaps it is not possible for me to describe sequentially... or you might say rhis also that I am possessed by a psychotogical fear, and it is for that season that I am unable to tell you anything. At night I wake up abruptly because of fear. And then I feel as if I were on an unfamiliar road or in an unknown bus. And again I feel—a police van comes and halts in front of my bus. The policemen are surrounding The bus. They are in an offensive mood. And then, lying on the road, there is a dead body soaked in blood and encireled; the story of a false encounter. and the policemen, dreaming of their promotion, busy in preparing reports... No. Perhaps now I need not tell you at all who I am and where I live. I am a minority girl belonging to the community that is a large one, as much as, it will be a mistake to take it to be less than 20-25 crore, as the census will verify. I don’t know even why our political leaders have doomed them by impressing upon them the sense of being a minority when such a large population is larger than that of many a country. Let the matter pass on. I don’t want to indulge in such political mazes. I simply want to come to the dream that amazed and startled me. Clad in white but unclean kurta—payajama, a pair of worn-out sandals, on the eyes a pair of very old fashioned spectacles, the eyes dangerously sharp... wearing the shine that would surpass the shine in the eyes of the eagle. But, at present a deep solemnity had replaced the shine. January-March 2012 :: 129
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A Journal of Mahatma Gandhi Antarra
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L A N G U A G E DISCOURSE W R I T I
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Editor's Note ‘Hindi’ is primar
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Heritage EK TOKRI BHAR MITTI Madhav
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Discourse THE IMPORTANCE OF MADHAV
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nationalism into literature; societ
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1. History of India, and other coun
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anch of knowledge— natural and so
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country, growing indignation at the
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the consciousness of the colonized
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and we rise above religious dogma,
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forces of liberty and patriotism tr
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his thoughts boldly, without fear.T
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characteristics of the age in which
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For, when father having been engage
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and panegyrists going and singing p
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I burst forth, ‘‘Aha, Niuniya!
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aid. The flower was punished forthw
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years in this guileful world I roam
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form. Now, once again there was a s
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Discourse LIFE AND IDEALS OF PREMCH
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and the train also arrived, but cou
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Discourse THE CONCEPT OF INDIANNESS
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of first novel goes to the Genji Mo
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untouchable boy. The boy is from
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eligious leaders. Premchand in his
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· Partition of India and growth of
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2) Ghar ki Raah, Indra Basawada, Sa
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Sahai, Nagendra, Bhagwat Sharan Upa
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two women (Rekha and Gaura) simulta
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significant. Since real aspects lik
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Another very major challenge that e
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students of Dacca University had ta
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Culture THE BHARATNATYAM HERITAGE I
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and her husband also migrated to Ho
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for her has been the one at Chidamb
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long years? Pallav—Did it reflect
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publicising myself and my writing b
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