#PREMCHAND URDU STORIES MOVIE#

He earned five rupees a month tutoring a lawyer's child. Premchand was left responsible for his stepmother and step-siblings.Įarly in life, Premchand faced immense poverty. Premchand's parents died young - his mother when he was seven and his father while he was fourteen and still a student. Amitabh Kumar Das is a 1994 Batch IPS Officer.Munshi Premchand ( Hindi: प्रेमचंद, Urdu: پریمچںد‎), whose original name was Dhanpat Rai Srivastava, was born on 31 July 1880, in village Lamahi near Varanasi, where his father was a clerk in the post office. Amitabh Kumar Das is a 1994 Batch IPS Officer.) And lessons in simplicity.Ī writer who ate simple dal-chapati but strode the world like a colossus. And he taught me to stick to my principles, much like Munshi Vanshidhar, the incorruptible namak ka daroga. He sowed in me seeds of empathy with the poor. If I regularly attend iftar at my Muslim friends’houses, the Algoo-Jumman friendship inspires me. I learnt that Algoo and Jumman can be bosom friends despite their different religions. When the British Govt seized his book Soz-e-Watan, he switched over to Hindi and took Premchand as his nom-de-plume.

Born as Dhanpat Rai, Premchand wrote in Urdu. His son Amrit Rai called him Kalam Ka Sipahi. Premchand married a child-widow Shivrani Devi. Listening to Mahatma Gandhi’s call, he quit his Government job. Premchand himself was a starry-eyed idealist in his real life.

#PREMCHAND URDU STORIES MOVIE#

The legendary Satyajit Ray made a movie on this story. Mirza and Meer continue to play chess as the British forces march into Awadh. “Shatranj Ke Khiladi” shows the decadent feudal culture of Lucknow. A poor farmer Halku refuses to leave the warmth of fire even when his field is grazed by cattle.

In “Namak Ka Daroga”, an honest salt-inspector Munshi Vanshidhar refuses to succumb to temptation, loses his job but honoured in the end by the same Pandit Alopideen who tried to bribe him. The panch (judge) should not let friendship come in the way of justice. Algoo testifies against Jumman when Jumman’s old khala (aunt) accuses Jumman of ill-treatment. “Panch Parmeshwar” is a story about two bosom friends Algoo Chaudhary and Jumman Sheikh and dynamics of village panchayats. Then there is “Raksha Me Hatya” a story about two innocent kids who are so obsessed with protecting pigeon eggs that they finally break them! Noble intentions gone haywire. And when the story ends, both Hamid’s dadi Ameena and the reader are in tears. The way Hamid defends his humble “chimta” against fancy toys bought by his friends is heart-rending. Premchand has depicted the child psychology brilliantly. The story is so moving that I shed copious tears every time I read it. “Eidgaah” is a story about a poor Muslim kid Hamid who buys a “chimta” for his old grandma because she burnt her fingers when making rotis. Unlike modern writers who produce heaps of trash, writing on laptops in air-conditioned cafes!Ĭoming back to Premchand’s short stories, they are still embedded in my heart. Most of his immortal stories were written on a broken khatiya (string-bed). So, Premchand got away with his shuddh desi ghee and penned heart-warming stories. And nobody bothered about clogged arteries. Like Munni, ghee has also become quite “badnaam” nowadays. Modern doctors would have frowned upon Premchand ‘s love affair with ghee (clarified butter). All he needed was dal-chapati and a spoonful of ghee. In a letter to his friend, Premchand said that he never craved for bungalows and cars. Premchand was like a nana or a dada telling stories to tiny tots.

With his salt-and-pepper hair, tiny moustache and dhoti-kurta, he looked like my relatives who lived in villages. And even his picture in textbooks was reassuring.ĭhanpat Rai Shrivastava (31 July 1880 – 8 October 1936), better known by his pen name Munshi Premchand was an Indian writer famous for his modern Hindi-Urdu literature And I was mesmerized by Premchand’s stories. And no Hindi book was complete without Dinkar’s poems and Premchand’s stories. But Hindi textbooks brought smile to my tiny lips. But the Bihar State Textbook Corporation thought otherwise. I wondered why a small kid should worry about monkeys climbing up poles. Specially, questions about a monkey climbing up a pole and then slipping again. But some textbooks were more dear to me than others. I loved my textbooks and stood first in class. And Premchand was an integral part of my growing-up years. As a small boy, I grew up in small towns of Bihar. The greatest of Hindi novelists and short story writers was born today.

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