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father was reading a newspaper under the hall lamp. Swami sat nearby him. His father wanted him to be a boy of courage and bravery. Write a conversation between the two- (Conversation) the Father and the son​

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Answered by urmivedant2009
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Explanation:

For Swami events took an unexpected turn. Father looked over the newspaper

he was reading under the hall lamp and said, ‘Swami, listen to this: “News is to hand of

the bravery of a village lad who, while returning home by the jungle path, came face to

face with a tiger ....” ‘The paragraph described the fight the boy had with the tiger and

his flight up a tree where he stayed for half a day till some people came that way and

killed the tiger.

After reading it through, father looked at Swami fixedly and asked. What do

you say to that? Swami said, ‘I think he must have been a very strong and grown up

person, not at all a boy. How could a boy fight a tiger?’

‘You think you are wiser than the newspaper?’ Father sneered. ‘A man may

have the strength of an elephant and yet be a coward; whereas another may have the

strength of a consumptive, but if he has courage he can do anything. Courage is

everything, strength and age are not important.’

Swami disputed the theory. ‘How can it be, father? Suppose I have all the

courage, what can I do if a tiger should attack me?’

‘Leave alone strength, can you prove you have courage? Let me see if you can

sleep along tonight in my office room.’A frightful proposition, Swami thought. He

had always slept beside his granny in the passage and any change in this arrangement

kept him trembling and awake all night. He hoped at first that his father was only

joking. He mumbled weakly, ‘yes’, and tried to change the subject; he said very

loudly and with a great deal of enthusiasm. ‘We are going to admit even elders in our

cricket club hereafter. We are buying brand new bats and balls. Our captain has asked

me to tell you ....’

‘We’ll see about it, later’father cut in. ‘You must sleep along hereafter.’Swami

realised that the matter had gone beyond his control: from a challenge it had become a

plain command, he knew his father’s tenacity at such moments.

‘From the first of next month I’ll sleep alone, father.’

`No, you must do it now. It is disgraceful sleeping beside granny or mother like

a baby. You are in the Second Form and ... I don't at all like the way you are being

brought up,' he said and looked at his wife, who was rocking the cradle. 'Why do you

look at me while you say it?' she asked, `I hardly know anything about the boy'

`No, no, I don't mean you,' father said.

`If you mean that your mother is spoiling him, tell her so, and don't look at me,'

she said and turned away.

Swami's father sat gloomily gazing at the newspaper on his lap. He prayed that

his father might lift the newspaper once again to his face so that he might slip away to

his bed and fall asleep before he could be called again. As if in answer to his prayer

father rustled the newspaper, and held it up before his face. And Swami rose silently

and tiptoed away to his bed in the passage. Granny was sitting up in her bed, and

remarked. 'Boy, are you already feeling sleepy? Don't you want a story?' Swami made

wild gesticulations to silence his granny, but that good lady saw nothing. So Swami

threw himself on his bed and pulled the blanket over his face.

Granny said, 'Don't cover your face. Are you really very sleepy?' Swami leant

over and whispered, `Please, please, shut up, granny. Don't talk to me, and don't let

anyone call me even if the house is on fire. If I don't sleep at once I shall perhaps die.’

He turned over, curled, and snored under the blanket till he found his blanket pulled

away.

Father was standing over him. `Swami, get up,' he said. He looked like an

apparition in the semi-darkness of the passage, which was lit by a cone of light

reaching from the hall lamp. Swami stirred and groaned as if in sleep. Father said, `Get

up, Swami.' Granny pleaded, "Why do you disturb him?"

'Get up, Swami' he said for the fourth time and Swami got up. Father rolled up

his bed, took it under his arm and said, 'Come with me,' Swami looked at granny,

hesitated for a moment and followed his father into the office room. On the way he

threw a look of appeal at his mother and she said,' Why do you take him to the office

room? He can sleep in the hall, I think.'

`I don't think so,' father said, and Swami slunk behind him with bowed head.

`Let me sleep in the hall, father, Swami pleaded. ‘Your office room is very

dusty and there may be scorpions behind your law books.'

`There are no scorpions, little fellow. Sleep on the bench if you like.'

`Can I have a lamp burning in the room?"

'No, you must learn not to be afraid of darkness. It is only a question of habit.

You must cultivate good habits.'

`Will you at least leave the door open?’

`All right. But promise you will not roll up your bed and go to your granny's

side at night. If you do it, mind you, I will make you the laughing-stock of your school.'

Swami felt cut off from humanity.

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