Moral of story kafan
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"Kafan" by Premchand is a collection of fiction. There are 13 other stories and each story included in the book unmasks many scenes of the human mind, many loops of consciousness, social evils and various dimensions of economic oppression with total artistry.
At the entrance of the hinge, both father and son are sitting quietly in front of a buzzing bonfire and inside the son's wife, Budhia was suffering from labor pains. Staying there, such a heart-shaking sound came out of his mouth that both of them used to get stuck. The night of the winter was over, the nature was submerged in silence, the whole village had become a target in darkness. When he says with a sense that he will not survive, Madhava irritates and answers that if he has to die then why not die soon - even after seeing what he will do.
It seems as if Premchand is pointing at the beginning of the story in a big way, and the sense of movement in the darkness seems to be a deepening of the capitalist system that rises with all the human values, harmony and intimacy, rampant going. This woman had given a system to the house, by milling or by scraping grass, she has been confronting these two non-passions. And today both of them are waiting that if they die, then sleep comfortably.
The price of roasted potatoes for the surviving father-son is more than that dying woman. None of them wants to see him from this fear that the other man will eat all the potatoes. This dissonance is irreconcilable with the entire structure of the story. Ghisu remembers the procession of Thakur, twenty years ago - chutney, raita, three types of dried greens, a succulent stirring, curd, chutney, dessert. This description makes not only attractive in its description but also makes the textual sense of food sharp. After this Premchand writes- And Budhia was moaning now. Thus, the description of Thakur's procession helps in making the inhumanity solid.
His simplicity and insignificance can not be used to exploit others. For twenty years, this arrangement keeps a person full of stomachs without food, so it is not necessary that one member of his family has to worry more than the dying of life, he has to fill his stomach. On the death of a woman, if the donation of a kafan comes into her hand, her change seems to change, but on the matter of the shroud, the two agree that the zombies will rise and rise in the night. Who watches the shroud at night? Water goes with shroud zombies only. And without taking the light shroud again, these people spend money on the shawl of the shroud on alcohol, puddles, chutneys, pickles and colleges. Imagine the virtue of both Budhia from the fulfillment of their food- if our soul is feeling happy, will it not get happiness? Of course you will definitely get it. God you are interim. Take him to city of god. The happiness of your soul is necessary first, there is no need for the world and the happiness of God, even then later. Intoxicated, dancing, jumping, unaware and humble from all sides, they fall down there and become stacked.
At the entrance of the hinge, both father and son are sitting quietly in front of a buzzing bonfire and inside the son's wife, Budhia was suffering from labor pains. Staying there, such a heart-shaking sound came out of his mouth that both of them used to get stuck. The night of the winter was over, the nature was submerged in silence, the whole village had become a target in darkness. When he says with a sense that he will not survive, Madhava irritates and answers that if he has to die then why not die soon - even after seeing what he will do.
It seems as if Premchand is pointing at the beginning of the story in a big way, and the sense of movement in the darkness seems to be a deepening of the capitalist system that rises with all the human values, harmony and intimacy, rampant going. This woman had given a system to the house, by milling or by scraping grass, she has been confronting these two non-passions. And today both of them are waiting that if they die, then sleep comfortably.
The price of roasted potatoes for the surviving father-son is more than that dying woman. None of them wants to see him from this fear that the other man will eat all the potatoes. This dissonance is irreconcilable with the entire structure of the story. Ghisu remembers the procession of Thakur, twenty years ago - chutney, raita, three types of dried greens, a succulent stirring, curd, chutney, dessert. This description makes not only attractive in its description but also makes the textual sense of food sharp. After this Premchand writes- And Budhia was moaning now. Thus, the description of Thakur's procession helps in making the inhumanity solid.
His simplicity and insignificance can not be used to exploit others. For twenty years, this arrangement keeps a person full of stomachs without food, so it is not necessary that one member of his family has to worry more than the dying of life, he has to fill his stomach. On the death of a woman, if the donation of a kafan comes into her hand, her change seems to change, but on the matter of the shroud, the two agree that the zombies will rise and rise in the night. Who watches the shroud at night? Water goes with shroud zombies only. And without taking the light shroud again, these people spend money on the shawl of the shroud on alcohol, puddles, chutneys, pickles and colleges. Imagine the virtue of both Budhia from the fulfillment of their food- if our soul is feeling happy, will it not get happiness? Of course you will definitely get it. God you are interim. Take him to city of god. The happiness of your soul is necessary first, there is no need for the world and the happiness of God, even then later. Intoxicated, dancing, jumping, unaware and humble from all sides, they fall down there and become stacked.
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