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Read the best Urdu creativity by Saadat Hasan Manto. It also contains urdu nasr, urdu articles, urdu novels, urdu essay by leading urdu writers, at one place. THANDA GOSHT By Saadat Hasan Manto Translated from Urdu Soon as Eesher Singh entered the room, Kalwant Kaur. View and download Thanda ppti.info on DocDroid.
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Sharaf Rehman February 20, at 9: He wrote dozens of plays for All India Radio. BushN April 3, at 4: Thank you Sir for your query. However, please let me know some details of your book. Also some particulars about yourself. It is one of the best short stories written by Manto. The two stories have been written in the background of Partition. The stories show how strongly Manto was moved by the most tragic, sad events. His style is forceful, diction strong.
His choice of words is superb. He holds the grip on the story from the very beginning. Once one starts reading any of his stories, one cannot leave it unfinished.
The reader gets fully absorbed. The story leaves a lasting impression. Look at the pathos in the rear. In both the stories, we find the woman oppressed and subjected to inhuman torture.
Will the nature of man change, ever? Khalid Ali Shah June 8, at 3: Mahmood Malik June 8, at 3: Mob psychology remains the same. People act at the spur of moment sometimes and all base feelings then come up. Talal October 24, at 4: Asad Khan January 18, at 9: Great works of urdu bandwagon,shunning off the conventionel and prudent draping and enliting the private chorus of a normal home life and inqusitive sacrosanct sufferings.
I just wish it was not a true story E-mail: It is excellent story of a refugee father looking for his lost daughter. When he finds her she is in agonizing pain because she was raped by the men who had promised to bring her back.
They fucked her. So lying on the stretcher of a hospital she opens her string of the shalwar and lowers it. Sex is the ultimate problem and reality of life. We are so depraved that in the garb of social workers we rape the helpless girl , the daughter of an old man who has lost every thing and is living on the hope to see his daughter one day.
What a fucked up society. Excellent pieces of writing. Heart trembling stories. We humans can be worse than animals at times. Thank you so much for the translation and upload!
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When Sirajuddin opened his eyes the next morning, he found himself lying on the cold ground of a refugee camp.
There was a seething crowd of men, women and children all around him. Bewildered by it all, he lay staring at the dusty sky for a long time. There was a lot of noise in the camp, but old Sirajuddin was deaf to it. Anyone who saw him, would have assumed that he was in deep and agonised thought about something.
His mind, however, was blank. Sirajuddin lay gazing absent-mindedly at the dusty sky, till he suddenly caught sight of the sun.
He woke up with a start. A nightmarish vision rose before his eyes — flames, loot… people running… a station… firing… darkness and Sakina. Overcome by fear and anxiety, he began searching for Sakina in the crowd like a demented person. There was an uproar all around — some of the refugees were searching for their children, others for their mothers; some for their wives and others for their daughters.
Dejected and tired, Sirajuddin sat down, and tried to recall exactly where and how he had lost Sakina. After that his mind went blank.
She had been killed before his very eyes — but where was Sakina? As soon as he remembered that, he put his hand in his coat pocket and pulled it out. Had Sakina managed to reach the station with him?
Had she boarded the train with him? Had he fainted when the rioters had attacked the train? Had they abducted her? He could find no answers to any of his questions. Sirajuddin needed help and sympathy, but then everyone around him needed help and sympathy. He wanted to cry, but he could shed no tears.
He had lost the capacity to moan. A few days later, Sirajuddin pulled himself together and talked to some people who were willing to help him.
They were eight young men who owned a truck and were armed with guns. He showered them with his blessings, and described what Sakina looked like. She is my only daughter. If you bring her back, God will bless you.
The young men tried their best to find her. At the risk of their lives, they went to Amritsar. They managed to rescue many men, women and children and helped them locate their families.
One day, as they were returning to Amritsar to help a few more refugees, they saw a girl standing by the roadside. The moment she heard the truck, she began to run. The social workers stopped the truck and ran after her.
They caught her in a field — she was beautiful and had a large mole on her right cheek. Is your name Sakina? She tried to cover her breasts again and again with her hands. Many days passed — Sirajuddin received no news about Sakina.
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Each morning, he visited different camps and offices looking for Sakina. He failed to get any information about her.
Each night, he prayed for the success of those young social workers, who had promised him that if his daughter was alive, they would bring her back to him in a few days. One day, he saw the social workers in the camp. They were sitting in their truck.
The truck was about to leave. Sirajuddin again prayed for the success of the young men, and felt a little relieved. That evening there was some commotion in the camp very near the place where Sirajuddin was sitting. He spoke about topics which the world would even refuse to acknowledge, he provoked thoughts whose existence the common man would deny and made every reader ill at ease with his strikingly honest representation of the dark sinister human mind.
The story not only depicts the form of violence and the state of victims but he also humanizes the perpetrator. The story begins on a dull yet gripping and a rather suspicious note as Manto sets an atmosphere that makes the reader anticipate something dramatic to come forth. The air in the room seems to be of the questionable and skeptical kind. Before he could even sufficiently react to her satisfaction, she picks up his own dagger and stabs him in the throat.
In immense pain, he then goes on to narrate the experience of his own bestiality as he had participated in the loot, arson, and rape, and that he was a perpetrator of violence. As part of the mob that looted a Muslim household, he had killed six members of the family and the seventh individual was spared, as she was an extremely beautiful young girl. The offensive state and definition of masculinity is projected here through Eshar as women were considered to be nothing but objects meant to be enjoyed and fruits meant to be tasted and rape seen as a tool of showcasing their power.
The moral defeat and fragility of the perpetrator of violence redefines the masculine status of Eshar where he loses his idea of machismo identity. In one part of the story, when Kalwant is probing Eshar to confess, she questions if his act of adultery was with his mother and his response was a weak denial whereas in reality such an accusation should have been dealt with aggressive retaliation considering the macho identity that the likes of Eshar thrive on.
His theory mentions that there comes a stage in childhood called the phallic stage when the child develops sexual attraction for the parent of the opposite sex. Although the child eventually outgrows this fixation, some part of libidinal energy is always carried on in inhibited terms.
The young boys go through Oedipus Complex in which they experience infantile sexual passion for their mother and they fear that the punishment they will receive for this is castration and thus experience castration anxiety. Young girls on the other hand go through the same for their fathers but here they experience Electra Complex which stems from the lack of the male organ and thus happen to go through what is called penis envy and consequently start viewing their mothers as their role models.
On a deeper thought and introspection of this theory coupled with the oppressed and objectified status of women — which Manto tactfully tries to counter through the unconventional dominance and a strong sense of self-respect on the part of his female character, Kalwant — in the time this story was written, one can relate the possession of penis to the possession of power and consequently the girl experiencing penis envy having the lack of power and learning to live her life entitled to being powerless like her mother has been.
Pseudo-Masculinity and Its Consequences: A Reading of “Thanda Gosht”
Consequently, man can be seen to feel powerful and dominant for the sole reason that he is a man and in possession of his penis and that rape is almost a way to exert power over the weaker sex. However, contrary to this theory and the time that the story is set in, the female character Kalwant is not shown to be powerless at all.
In this sense, Manto does not lag behind in the ideologies of feminism and can be seen to be a tad bit ahead of his times. Another aspect of the story is when Eshar realizes the depth of his bestiality and refuses to acknowledge the act, thinking it will go away if not pondered over.A nightmarish vision rose before his eyes — flames, loot… people running… a station… firing… darkness and Sakina. There was are compromised by this impulsive overdoing. One day, as they were returning to Amritsar to help a few more refugees, they saw a girl standing by the roadside.
And in interrogating it, we too for a while in our imagination become that abominable appropriateness, he lays his finger and has guest-edited a sensational stories such as Khol Do and Toba Tek Singh, though often it corrupt slut of a woman — just so that we present not only the description of this on the pulse of the artist that beats special issue on is poisoned by a bitter irony.
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: In both the stories, we find the woman oppressed and subjected to inhuman torture. But, in the instance given, can there be two opinions whether her act would or would not be obscene?
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