Why was jyanto appearing be absent minded during the trip to bundi
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The short story is set
in a circuit house (a
dak bungalow
generally used by
senior government
officers for short
stays). It is situated
in Bundi, a small town
in Rajasthan.Two
visitors, the author
Shankar and his
childhood friend
Jayanto have come to
explore Bundi, and are
put up in the guest
house. Jayanto works
in a newspaper office
and the author
teaches in a school.
After so many misses,
they have managed to
get a time slot when
they could go out on
a journey together.
They are having tea in
the circuit house.
Jayanto appears lost
in some thoughts.
The author inquires to
know what bothers
Jayanto so much. He
replies by saying that
the faint memories of
his first visit to Bundi
are rushing into his
mind.
Jayanto’s father
Animesh Dasgupta
used to work in the
Archeological
Department. His work
brought him so many
times to Rajasthan –
the repository of
India’s ancient
monuments. Although
he was a young child
then, the sojourn to
Bundi had not quite
faded from Jayanto’s
mind. The magnificent
building stood still
there. A few items of
furniture he saw then
are there too giving an
impression of the
timelessness of the
place. Jayanto
becomes nostalgic as
he recollects the tall
rooms, the ventilators
tethered to strings,
the rose plants
outside. The trees
stood tall giving
refuge to parrots and
so many other birds.
Jayanto remembered
these vividly.
The two friends
stepped out
sightseeing. They go
to see the famous fort
of Bundi standing
aside the hills.
Time seemed to stand
still in the Fort’s
vicinity. Everything
looked so antiquated,
belonging to the
bygone era. Only the
electric pole standing
by the road declared
that the old times had
yielded place to new
age. In the old
buildings along the
roads, there were
unmistakable signs of
the old Rajputana’s
fabled craftsmanship.
The doors and the
balconies had intricate
designs made on
them. The old golden
age of master
craftsmanship
appeared to come
alive.
Jayanto was an
emotional man by
nature. After he
landed in Bundi, he
seemed to be
unusually quiet, and
somewhat absent-
minded. Perhaps, the
sights and sounds of
Bundi had stirred a
delicate chord in his
heart. Jayanto’s
palpable sadness
didn’t escape
Shankar’s notice.
Jayanto reminisces
about the large rooms
and the over-sized
chairs of the circuit
house. He used to sit
cross-legged on those
big chairs. Now,
everything seems to
have shrunk in size.
Shankar dispels his
confusion by stating
that he has grown in
size over the years
and that makes him
feel so.
Jayanto and Shankar
decide to take a stroll
outside in the open.
After a while, Jayanto
seems to be struck by
the memory of a
Deodar tree that used
to stand around that
place. He looks
somewhat bewildered
and looks around to
find the tree. He finds
it after a few
moments and appears
quite excited to
discover the Deodar
tree there.
Jayanto’s euphoria
takes his friend by
surprise. Jayanto
fixes his gaze on the
trunk of the tree and
looks into it
searchingly. He
exclaims that he had
an encounter with a
European here. The
author’s surprise
mounts.
Jayanto struggles to
recollect what really
had happened then.
The two friends return
to their room. Dilawar
is there to cook food
for the guests.
Dilawar was red-eyed,
with a scarred face,
but in culinary skill, he
was quite adept.
Jayanto had in the
meanwhile re
collected a fair portion
of his faded memory
– about the place and
the ‘European’.
It emerged that Fritz
was a doll brought
from Switzerland by
his uncle during his
visit to a village there.
Fritz was a one-foot
tall Swiss gentleman
attired in Swiss
clothes. It looks so
real as a living being.
The stuff it was made
of rendered it very
flexible and elastic.
One could bend it or
twist it at will.
Jayanto, as a child,
took great fancy with
Fritz. He treated the
Swiss gentleman as
his friend. Jayanto’s
parents frowned to
see their little son so
attached to the doll.
Shankar heard out his
friend’s infatuation
with the Swiss doll
amusedly.
Jayanto was however
deeply engrossed in
his memories of Fritz.
A shocking tragedy
befell Fritz. On one
occasion, Jayanto
had kept him on the
floor while taking tea.
For a moment, he had
taken his eyes off the
doll. A group of stray
dogs came from
nowhere and
snatched the doll.
They bit and dragged
Fritz with savage
force. Poor Fritz
endured the
excruciating pain
silently. By the time
Jayanto saw Fritz
again just minutes
later, Fritz had been
ripped apart badly. He
was scarred and
bruised beyond
recognition. With
great disbelief and
shock, Jayanto looked
at his dear Fritz, and
assumed he was
dead.
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in a circuit house (a
dak bungalow
generally used by
senior government
officers for short
stays). It is situated
in Bundi, a small town
in Rajasthan.Two
visitors, the author
Shankar and his
childhood friend
Jayanto have come to
explore Bundi, and are
put up in the guest
house. Jayanto works
in a newspaper office
and the author
teaches in a school.
After so many misses,
they have managed to
get a time slot when
they could go out on
a journey together.
They are having tea in
the circuit house.
Jayanto appears lost
in some thoughts.
The author inquires to
know what bothers
Jayanto so much. He
replies by saying that
the faint memories of
his first visit to Bundi
are rushing into his
mind.
Jayanto’s father
Animesh Dasgupta
used to work in the
Archeological
Department. His work
brought him so many
times to Rajasthan –
the repository of
India’s ancient
monuments. Although
he was a young child
then, the sojourn to
Bundi had not quite
faded from Jayanto’s
mind. The magnificent
building stood still
there. A few items of
furniture he saw then
are there too giving an
impression of the
timelessness of the
place. Jayanto
becomes nostalgic as
he recollects the tall
rooms, the ventilators
tethered to strings,
the rose plants
outside. The trees
stood tall giving
refuge to parrots and
so many other birds.
Jayanto remembered
these vividly.
The two friends
stepped out
sightseeing. They go
to see the famous fort
of Bundi standing
aside the hills.
Time seemed to stand
still in the Fort’s
vicinity. Everything
looked so antiquated,
belonging to the
bygone era. Only the
electric pole standing
by the road declared
that the old times had
yielded place to new
age. In the old
buildings along the
roads, there were
unmistakable signs of
the old Rajputana’s
fabled craftsmanship.
The doors and the
balconies had intricate
designs made on
them. The old golden
age of master
craftsmanship
appeared to come
alive.
Jayanto was an
emotional man by
nature. After he
landed in Bundi, he
seemed to be
unusually quiet, and
somewhat absent-
minded. Perhaps, the
sights and sounds of
Bundi had stirred a
delicate chord in his
heart. Jayanto’s
palpable sadness
didn’t escape
Shankar’s notice.
Jayanto reminisces
about the large rooms
and the over-sized
chairs of the circuit
house. He used to sit
cross-legged on those
big chairs. Now,
everything seems to
have shrunk in size.
Shankar dispels his
confusion by stating
that he has grown in
size over the years
and that makes him
feel so.
Jayanto and Shankar
decide to take a stroll
outside in the open.
After a while, Jayanto
seems to be struck by
the memory of a
Deodar tree that used
to stand around that
place. He looks
somewhat bewildered
and looks around to
find the tree. He finds
it after a few
moments and appears
quite excited to
discover the Deodar
tree there.
Jayanto’s euphoria
takes his friend by
surprise. Jayanto
fixes his gaze on the
trunk of the tree and
looks into it
searchingly. He
exclaims that he had
an encounter with a
European here. The
author’s surprise
mounts.
Jayanto struggles to
recollect what really
had happened then.
The two friends return
to their room. Dilawar
is there to cook food
for the guests.
Dilawar was red-eyed,
with a scarred face,
but in culinary skill, he
was quite adept.
Jayanto had in the
meanwhile re
collected a fair portion
of his faded memory
– about the place and
the ‘European’.
It emerged that Fritz
was a doll brought
from Switzerland by
his uncle during his
visit to a village there.
Fritz was a one-foot
tall Swiss gentleman
attired in Swiss
clothes. It looks so
real as a living being.
The stuff it was made
of rendered it very
flexible and elastic.
One could bend it or
twist it at will.
Jayanto, as a child,
took great fancy with
Fritz. He treated the
Swiss gentleman as
his friend. Jayanto’s
parents frowned to
see their little son so
attached to the doll.
Shankar heard out his
friend’s infatuation
with the Swiss doll
amusedly.
Jayanto was however
deeply engrossed in
his memories of Fritz.
A shocking tragedy
befell Fritz. On one
occasion, Jayanto
had kept him on the
floor while taking tea.
For a moment, he had
taken his eyes off the
doll. A group of stray
dogs came from
nowhere and
snatched the doll.
They bit and dragged
Fritz with savage
force. Poor Fritz
endured the
excruciating pain
silently. By the time
Jayanto saw Fritz
again just minutes
later, Fritz had been
ripped apart badly. He
was scarred and
bruised beyond
recognition. With
great disbelief and
shock, Jayanto looked
at his dear Fritz, and
assumed he was
dead.
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