homecoming story written by rabindranath tagore in hindi

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Phatik Chakravorti was ringleader among the boys of the village. A new mischief got
into his head. There was a heavy log lying on the mud-flat of the river waiting to be
shaped into a mast for a boat. He decided that they should all work together to shift the
log by main force from its place and roll it away. The owner of the log would be angry
and surprised, and they would all enjoy the fun. Every one seconded the proposal, and it
was carried unanimously.
But just as the fun was about to begin, Makhan, Phatik's younger brother, sauntered up,
and sat down on the log in front of them all without a word. The boys were puzzled for
a moment. He was pushed, rather timidly, by one of the boys and told to get up but he
remained quite unconcerned. He appeared like a young philosopher meditating on the
futility of games. Phatik was furious. "Makhan," he cried, "if you don't get down this
minute I'll thrash you!"
Makhan only moved to a more comfortable position.
Now, if Phatik was to keep his regal dignity before the public, it was clear he ought to
carry out his threat. But his courage failed him at the crisis. His fertile brain, however,
rapidly seized upon a new manoeuvre which would discomfit his brother and afford his
followers an added amusement. He gave the word of command to roll the log and
Makhan over together. Makhan heard the order, and made it a point of honour to stick
on. But he overlooked the fact, like those who attempt earthly fame in other matters,
that there was peril in it.
The boys began to heave at the log with all their might, calling out, "One, two, three,
go," At the word "go" the log went; and with it went Makhan's philosophy, glory and
all.
All the other boys shouted themselves hoarse with delight. But Phatik was a little
frightened. He knew what was coming. And, sure enough, Makhan rose from Mother
Earth blind as Fate and screaming like the Furies. He rushed at Phatik and scratched his
face and beat him and kicked him, and then went crying home. The first act of the
drama was over.
Phatik wiped his face, and sat down on the edge of a sunken barge on the river bank,
and began to chew a piece of grass. A boat came up to the landing, and a middle-aged
man, with grey hair and dark moustache, stepped on shore. He saw the boy sitting there
doing nothing, and asked him where the Chakravortis lived. Phatik went on chewing the
grass, and said: "Over there," but it was quite impossible to tell where he pointed. The
stranger asked him again. He swung his legs to and fro on the side of the barge, and
said; "Go and find out," and continued to chew the grass as before.

Reference :

https://teachingenglish.org.uk/sites/tea...coming.pdf

[sreepriya]

Phatik Chakravorti was a ringleader among the village boys. A new evil got into his head. There was a heavy log lying in the mud of the river waiting to be formed on a mast for a boat. He decided that everyone should work together to move the trunk by the main force of his place and roll away. The owner of the register would be angry and surprised, and everyone would enjoy the fun. Each one supported the proposal, and was unanimously taken. But just as the fun was about to begin, Makhan, Phatik's younger brother, came and sat on the log in front of everyone without a word. The boys were puzzled for a moment. One of the boys pushed him timidly and ordered him to get up, but he still did not care. He looked like a young philosopher meditating on the futility of games. Phatik was furious. "Makhan," he shouted, "if you do not get down at this moment I'll beat you!" Makhan only moved to a more comfortable position. Now, if Phatik had to maintain his royal dignity before the public, it was clear that he must carry out his threat. But his courage failed him in the crisis. His fertile brain, however, quickly seized a new maneuver that discomfit his brother and give his followers an added fun. He gave the command word to roll the trunk and Makhan together. Makhan heard the command, and made a point of honor to follow. But he overlooked the fact, like those who attempt earthly fame in other matters, that there was danger in it. The boys began to lift on the trunk with all their strength, shouting, "One, two, three, go," In the word "go" the record was; And with him was Makhan's philosophy, the glory and everything. All the other boys shouted angrily. But Phatik was a bit scared. I knew what was coming. And, of course, Makhan rose from Mother Earth Blind as Destiny and shouting like the Furies. He ran to Phatik and scratched his face, hit him and kicked him, and then went to cry home. The first act of the drama was over. Phatik wiped his face and sat on the edge of a sunken barge on the bank of the river, and began to chew a piece of grass. A ship went up on the landing, and a middle-aged man with gray hair and dark mustache came up to the shore. He saw the boy sitting there idly and asked where the Chakravortis lived. Phatik continued to chew the grass and said, "Here, but it was impossible to know where it was pointing. The stranger asked again. He lowered his legs from side to side of the barge and said, "Go and find out," and continued to chew the grass as before.

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[renz_z]

I want to homecoming story in hindi that write by rabindra nath tagore

[indrajeet]

i want homecoming story in hindi . i need it for syba exam.