English Semester-IV Essays PDF
English Semester-IV Essays PDF
English Semester-IV Essays PDF
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Department of English
Semester – IV
English Summaries
Langston Hughes
( A complete summary)
About the author:
. Langston Hughes was one of the most important writers and thinkers of
the Harlem Renaissance, which was the African American artistic
movement in the 1920s that celebrated black life and culture. Hughes's
creative genius was influenced by his life in New York City's Harlem, a
primarily African American neighborhood
“The Grammar of Anarchy” is an extract from Dr. B.R. Ambedkar’s closing speech in the constituent
Assembly on November 25, 1949. Dr. Ambedkar urges the need for making India a full-fledged nation
and protect its independence. He expresses his anxiousness about the retaining of Indian
Independence in future. India once lost it independence by the disloyalty and treachery of some of
her own people. He says that if it loses its independence again it would lose it forever.
He is anxious about the Indian Constitution that is going to be adopted on 26th Jan, 1950. He also
expresses his doubts about preservation of democratic system that India once lost. He says that there
is a danger of democracy giving place to dictator ship in future if we don’t protect it properly. He
suggests three ways to protect our democracy not only in form but in fact.
The first thing that we should do is to hold fast to constitutional methods and abandon the method
of civil disobedience, non-cooperation and satyagraha. These methods are nothing but Grammar of
Anarchy.
The second thing is to shun hero-worship completely. We should not lay our liberty at the feet of
even a great man. Bhakti or hero-worship is sure road to degradation and eventual dictatorship.
The third thing is to make political democracy a social democracy. Social democracy means a way of
life which recognizes liberty, equality and fraternity as the principles of life. He advises us to remove
the life of contradictions or else our political
democracy would be in peril. He says that the castes in India are anti-national because they bring
about separation in social life. The democracy in India can be preserved only by the establishment of
liberty, equality and fraternity.
RUSKING BOND
Ali, the grandson of Mahmood, plays with a kite as his grandfather, Mehmood, rests
under an old banyan tree, the only tree on the street. Ali’s kite gets stocked in the Banyan
tree’s branches, and he asks his grandfather to get it back. Mehmood is too old to get that
back the kite or teach Ali to fly it properly, but he prepares him another kite. Ali promises
not to loose this one, and it flew in the sky.
The old man sits under the banyan tree and thinks of his former profession as a master
of kite maker. In the old days, he remembers, grown men happily flew kites. There was more
open space then, and less push in the town. Men would contest against each other and bet on
the conclusion. Even the nawab, the local village chieftain, would come to watch at the river
bank. When he was a kitemaker, Mehmood had been known and esteemed for his skill. Once,
he had built a remarkable kite for the nawab, one that looked like a dragon in the air. That
kite was too difficult for even Mehmood to fly, so he made the nawab a lovelier, easier one.
Mehmood thinks on just how much has changed since then. The nawab is lifeless,
and his offsprings’ became common people, just like Mehmood. He no longer has a
supporter, and none of his neighbours know him. The pace of life has changed, and those
living in his village are busy and hassled. One of Mehmood’s sons works in a local garage,
and the other is stuck in Pakistan. When India and Pakistan were made into two separate
countries, he was on the wrong side of the border and cannot come home.
Mehmood is happy that his other son lives with him, as it gives him an chance to see
Ali, his only grandson, grow up. He likes watching Ali play. Ali, he thinks, is like the mimosa
tree at the edge of the courtyard. They are young, and will grow up tall and strong. Mehmood
is like the banyan tree he sits underneath. Both are old, curved, their bones and branches
twisted.
Mehmood feels himself growing exhausted and wonders if he’ll dream of the kite he
wants to make, one that looks like a giant white bird—like Vishnu’s Garuda. He should have
something to leave Ali, he thinks. He hears Ali calling to him, but the boy’s voice sounds
faded and far away. Ali comes back to the banyan tree and sees his grandfather, whose eyes
are closed. There is a little white butterfly resting on his beard. Ali tries to awaken Mehmood,
but can’t. Afraid, he runs away, calling for help from his mother. The butterfly flies from
Mehmood’s beard to the mimosa tree, and Ali’s kite quickly takes flight and goes into the
sky.
The poet had planted a fresh seed in the hopes that it would grow into a
gorgeously blossoming plant, and it did. The others around him, however,
criticised and hated the poet. They may have had a secret interest in the plant,
or at the very least the seed, though. In order to develop plants that like the
Poet, they steal the narrator's other similar seeds. Despite the poet having
done the same thing, everyone now appreciates it. However, people rapidly
get weary of it and refer to the plant as a weed.
He feels that such critics have forgotten that he was the one who taught so
many people how to compose poetry, which is why he is criticising those who
disregard his work and compare it to unpleasant and worthless weeds rather
than exquisite blossoms.