Question

summary of The Misty Hour

Answer 1

The Misty Hour Manoj Das In a provincial town of the third decade of the twentieth century,  dogs still barked at motor cars,  spectators kept sitting for hours gaping at silent movies,  and signs of love were as simple as a rainbow a young lady blushing violently at a fluttering look from a young man in the college corridors was evidence enough of her responding to his love There after the hero could safely take to versifying and the heroine to gazing at the sky when the sun was mellow and continuing to sigh,  till her friends bad hit upon the mystery of her mood and taken the routine initiative to bring the situation to its logical culmination.  Nine times out often he and she belonged to the same caste.  After a ritual fuss by their parents over horoscopes,  dowry and date,  they got married and lived happily ever after At seventy.  Aunty Roopwati had enough bloom left in her cheeks to give the impression of blushing while reminiscing about those wonderful days when modemity meant a newly wed lady,  almost half her face reveled to the public,  sharing a hand-pulled rickshaw with her husband,  and when a monthly magazine highlighted the phenomenon of progress on its cover by showing a young lady cycling by(though the artist had forgotten to give a touch of motion to the spokes).  Hence the storm that must have been caused by the beautiful Aunty Roopwati joining the freedom struggle can be easily visualized.  And she came of a well-known family and was a graduate She claimed that she could even sing like a shehnai.

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Answer 2

The Misty Hour Manoj Das In a provincial town of the third decade of the twentieth century,  dogs still barked at motor cars,  spectators kept sitting for hours gaping at silent movies,  and signs of love were as simple as a rainbow a young lady blushing violently at a fluttering look from a young man in the college corridors was evidence enough of her responding to his love There after the hero could safely take to versifying and the heroine to gazing at the sky when the sun was mellow and continuing to sigh,  till her friends bad hit upon the mystery of her mood and taken the routine initiative to bring the situation to its logical culmination.  Nine times out often he and she belonged to the same caste.  After a ritual fuss by their parents over horoscopes,  dowry and date,  they got married and lived happily ever after At seventy.  Aunty Roopwati had enough bloom left in her cheeks to give the impression of blushing while reminiscing about those wonderful days when modemity meant a newly wed lady,  almost half her face reveled to the public,  sharing a hand-pulled rickshaw with her husband,  and when a monthly magazine highlighted the phenomenon of progress on its cover by showing a young lady cycling by(though the artist had forgotten to give a touch of motion to the spokes).  Hence the storm that must have been caused by the beautiful Aunty Roopwati joining the freedom struggle can be easily visualized.  And she came of a well-known family and was a graduate She claimed that she could even sing like a shehnai.