Tales Of Bhola Grandpa
Manoj Das
Class 9 English Solution Lesson 1 Tales of Bhola Grandpa
The Author and the Text:
Manoj Das (Born in 1934) is an Indian award-winning bilingual writer who writes in Oriya and English. He has written many novels, short stories, poems, travelogues and articles on history and culture.
āĻŽāύোāĻ āĻĻাāϏ (āĻāύ্āĻŽ-ā§§ā§¯ā§Šā§Ē) āĻāĻāĻāύ āĻাāϰāϤীāϝ় āĻĒুāϰāώ্āĻাāϰāĻĒ্āϰাāĻĒ্āϤ āĻĻ্āĻŦিāĻাāώিāĻ āϞেāĻāĻ āϝিāύি āĻāĻĄ়িāϝ়া āĻāĻŦং āĻংāϰেāĻিāϤে āϞেāĻেāύ। āĻāϤিāĻšাāϏ āĻ āϏংāϏ্āĻৃāϤি āύিāϝ়ে āϤিāύি āĻ āύেāĻ āĻāĻĒāύ্āϝাāϏ, āĻোāĻ āĻāϞ্āĻĒ, āĻāĻŦিāϤা, āĻ্āϰāĻŽāĻŖāĻাāĻšিāύী āĻāĻŦং āύিāĻŦāύ্āϧ āϞিāĻেāĻেāύ।
This text is an edited version of Das’s short story which narrates Bhola Grandpa’s hilarious adventures seen through the eyes of a young man who had known him closely. The simplicity and forgetfulness of Bhola Grandpa provides an element of humor on which the story hinges.
āĻāĻ āĻĒাāĻ ্āϝāĻি āĻĻাāĻļেāϰ āĻোāĻ āĻāϞ্āĻĒেāϰ āϏāĻŽ্āĻĒাāĻĻিāϤ āϏংāϏ্āĻāϰāĻŖ āϝা āĻāĻ āϝুāĻŦāĻেāϰ āĻোāĻে āĻĻেāĻা āĻোāϞাāϰ āĻĻাāĻĻাāϰ āĻāϞ্āϞāϏিāϤ āĻĻুঃāϏাāĻšāϏিāĻ āĻāĻāύা āĻŦāϰ্āĻŖāύা āĻāϰে āϝিāύি āϤাāĻে āĻুāĻŦ āĻাāĻ āĻĨেāĻে āĻিāύāϤেāύ।। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻুāϰ āϏāϰāϞāϤা āĻāĻŦং āĻুāϞে āϝাāĻāϝ়া āĻšাāϏ্āϝāϰāϏেāϰ āĻāĻāĻি āĻāĻĒাāĻĻাāύ āϏāϰāĻŦāϰাāĻš āĻāϰে āϝাāϰ āĻāĻĒāϰ āĻāϞ্āĻĒāĻি āύিāϰ্āĻāϰ āĻāϰে।
Tales Of Bhola Grandpa Bengali Meaning
Bhola Grandpa and his wife lived at the western end of our village. A large bokal tree overshadowed their hut. In the bokal tree lived a small troop of monkeys. Bhola Grandpa and his wife did not mind it.
āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻ āϤাঁāϰ āϏ্āϤ্āϰী āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻ্āϰাāĻŽেāϰ āĻĒāĻļ্āĻিāĻŽ āĻĒ্āϰাāύ্āϤে āĻĨাāĻāϤেāύ। āĻāĻāĻি āĻŦāĻĄ় āĻŦোāĻাāϞ āĻাāĻ āϤাāĻĻেāϰ āĻুঁāĻĄ়েāĻāϰেāϰ āĻāĻĒāϰে āĻাāϝ়া āĻĢেāϞেāĻিāϞ। āĻŦোāĻাāϞ āĻাāĻāĻিāϤে āĻŦাāύāϰāĻĻেāϰ āĻāĻāĻি āĻোāĻ্āĻ āĻĻāϞ āĻĨাāĻāϤ। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻ āϤাāϰ āϏ্āϤ্āϰী āĻāϤে āĻāĻĒāϤ্āϤি āĻāϰেāύি।
One moonlit night, we were returning from a festival. The road was long and foggy. I was riding on the village chowkidar’s shoulders. Suddenly, Bhola Grandpa let out a loud wail. Everyone in our party was surprised. We halted. Enquiry revealed that Bhola Grandpa had taken his grandson to the festival. He had tightly held on to the two fingers of the boy. He did not realize when those fingers slipped out. Bhola Grandpa was continuing as before. Then someone asked Bhola Grandpa what he was gripping. He remembered his grandson and let out a loud wail.
āĻāĻ āĻাঁāĻĻāύি āϰাāϤে, āĻāĻŽāϰা āĻāĻāĻি āĻāϤ্āϏāĻŦ āĻĨেāĻে āĻĢিāϰāĻিāϞাāĻŽ। āϰাāϏ্āϤাāĻি āĻিāϞ āĻĻীāϰ্āĻ āĻāĻŦং āĻুāϝ়াāĻļাāĻ্āĻāύ্āύ। āĻāĻŽি āĻ্āϰাāĻŽেāϰ āĻৌāĻিāĻĻাāϰেāϰ āĻাঁāϧে āĻāĻĄ়ে āĻিāϞাāĻŽ। āĻšāĻ াā§ āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻোāϰে āĻাāύ্āύাāĻাāĻি āĻļুāϰু āĻāϰāϞ। āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻĻāϞেāϰ āϏāĻŦাāĻ āĻ āĻŦাāĻ āĻšāϝ়েāĻিāϞ। āĻāĻŽāϰা āĻĨাāĻŽāϞাāĻŽ। āĻ āύুāϏāύ্āϧাāύে āĻাāύা āĻেāϞ āϝে āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āϤাঁāϰ āύাāϤিāĻে āĻāϤ্āϏāĻŦে āύিāϝ়ে āĻিāϝ়েāĻিāϞেāύ। āϏে āĻļāĻ্āϤ āĻāϰে āĻেāϞেāĻিāϰ āĻĻুāĻি āĻāĻুāϞ āĻেāĻĒে āϧāϰেāĻিāϞেāύ। āϤিāύি āĻŦুāĻāϤে āĻĒাāϰেāύ āύি āĻāĻāύ āϏেāĻ āĻāĻ্āĻুāϞāĻুāϞি āĻĒিāĻāϞে āĻিāϝ়েāĻিāϞ। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻāĻেāϰ āĻŽāϤো āĻাāϞিāϝ়ে āϝাāĻ্āĻিāϞেāύ। āϤাāϰāĻĒāϰে āĻেāĻ āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻাāĻে āĻিāĻ্āĻাāϏা āĻāϰেāĻিāϞেāύ āϤিāύি āĻী āϧāϰে āĻāĻেāύ? āϤিāύি āϤাāϰ āύাāϤিāϰ āĻāĻĨা āϏ্āĻŽāϰāĻŖ āĻāϰāϞেāύ āĻāĻŦং āĻোāϰে āĻোāϰে āĻাঁāĻĻāϤে āϞাāĻāϞেāύ।
My father chose two sharp-eyed men from our party to go back with Bhola Grandpa to the festival. The grandson was found before long. He had taken a cosy shelter under a cow’s belly.
āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻŦাāĻŦা āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻাāĻে āύিāϝ়ে āĻāϤ্āϏāĻŦে āĻĢিāϰে āϝাāĻāϝ়াāϰ āĻāύ্āϝ āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻĒāĻ্āώ āĻĨেāĻে āĻĻু’āĻāύ āϧাāϰাāϞো āĻোāĻেāϰ āϞোāĻāĻে āĻŦেāĻে āύিāϝ়েāĻিāϞেāύ। āĻŦেāĻļী āĻোāĻাāĻুāĻি āύা āĻāϰেāĻ āύাāϤিāĻে āĻĒাāĻāϝ়া āĻিāϝ়েāĻিāϞ। āϏে āĻāĻāĻি āĻāϰাāĻŽāĻĻাāϝ়āĻ āĻāĻļ্āϰāϝ় āύিāϝ়েāĻিāϞেāύ āĻāϰুāϰ āĻĒেāĻেāϰ āύিāĻে।
I remember another funny incident about Bhola Grandpa related by my father. It had been a rainy afternoon. Bhola Grandpa, wild with excitement, told my father and his friends that he had seen a gang of pirates. They were burying a large box under one of the sand dunes on the seashore by our village. At once father and his friends started looking for the hidden treasure. Evening passed on to night. Moonlight came in through the clouds. A pack of jackals were howling. It was past midnight. At this point of time, Bhola Grandpa confessed that there was no real treasure. It was all a dream which he had during his midday nap.
āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻāϰāĻ āĻāĻāĻি āĻŽāĻাāϰ āĻāĻāύা āĻŽāύে āĻĒāĻĄ়ে āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻু āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻŦাāĻŦা āϏāĻŽ্āĻĒāϰ্āĻিāϤ। āĻāĻা āĻিāϞ āĻāĻāĻি āĻŦৃāώ্āĻিāĻŦāĻšুāϞ āĻŦিāĻেāϞ। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা, āĻāϤ্āϤেāĻāύাāϝ় āĻāύ্āĻŽāϤ্āϤ āĻšāϝ়ে, āĻāĻŽাāϰ āĻŦাāĻŦা āĻāĻŦং āϤাāϰ āĻŦāύ্āϧুāĻĻেāϰ āĻাāύিāϝ়েāĻিāϞেāύ āϝে āϤিāύি āĻāϞāĻĻāϏ্āϝুāĻĻেāϰ āĻāĻāĻি āĻĻāϞ āĻĻেāĻেāĻিāϞেāύ। āϤাāϰা āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻ্āϰাāĻŽেāϰ āĻĒাāĻļেāϰ āϏāĻŽুāĻĻ্āϰ āϤীāϰে āĻŦাāϞিāϰ āĻāĻāĻি āĻিāϞাāϰ āύীāĻে āĻāĻāĻি āĻŦিāĻļাāϞ āĻŦাāĻ্āϏে āĻāĻŦāϰ āĻĻিāĻ্āĻিāϞ। āϏাāĻĨে āϏাāĻĨে āĻŦাāĻŦা āĻāĻŦং āϤাāϰ āĻŦāύ্āϧুāϰা āϞুāĻাāύো āϧāύ āϏāύ্āϧাāύ āĻāϰāϤে āĻļুāϰু āĻāϰেāĻিāϞেāύ। āϏāύ্āϧ্āϝা āĻĒেāϰিāϝ়ে āϰাāϤ্āϰি āύেāĻŽে āĻāϞ। āĻŽেāĻেāϰ āĻŽāϧ্āϝ āĻĻিāϝ়ে āĻাঁāĻĻেāϰ āĻāϞো āĻāϏেāĻিāϞ। āĻāĻ āĻĻāϞ āĻļিāϝ়াāϞ āĻāϰ্āĻāύ āĻāϰāĻিāϞ। āϤāĻāύ āĻŽāϧ্āϝāϰাāϤ। āĻ িāĻ āĻāĻ āϏāĻŽāϝ়েāĻ āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āϏ্āĻŦীāĻাāϰ āĻāϰেāĻিāϞেāύ āϝে āϏāϤ্āϝিāĻাāϰেāϰ āĻোāύ āϧāύ āĻিāϞ āύা। āĻŽāϧ্āϝাāĻš্āύেāϰ āĻুāĻŽেāϰ āĻŽāϧ্āϝেāĻ āϤিāύি āĻāĻ āϏ্āĻŦāĻĒ্āύ āĻĻেāĻেāĻিāϞেāύ।
Once Bhola Grandpa had a great adventure in the Sunderbans. In those days Royal Bengal tigers freely roamed the dense jungles of the Sunderbans. People took care to move about only in groups, particularly after sundown.
āĻāĻāĻŦাāϰ āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰāĻŦāύে āĻĻুāϰ্āĻĻাāύ্āϤ āĻĻু:āϏাāĻšāϏিāĻ āĻাāĻ āĻāϰেāĻিāϞেāύ। āϏেāĻ āĻĻিāύāĻুāϞিāϤে āϰāϝ়্āϝাāϞ āĻŦেāĻ্āĻāϞ āĻাāĻāĻাāϰāϰা āϏুāύ্āĻĻāϰāĻŦāύেāϰ āĻāύ āĻāĻ্āĻāϞে āĻ āĻŦাāϧে āĻŦিāĻāϰāĻŖ āĻāϰāϤ। āϞোāĻেāϰা āĻেāĻŦāϞ āĻĻāϞāĻŦāĻĻ্āϧ āĻšāϝ়ে āĻāϞাāĻĢেāϰা āĻāϰāϤ, āĻŦিāĻļেāώāϤ āϏূāϰ্āϝাāϏ্āϤেāϰ āĻĒāϰে।
One evening, Bhola Grandpa was returning from the weekly market. Suddenly at a distance of about five yards behind him, he heard the growl of a Royal Bengal tiger. Bhola Grandpa turned and found the bright gaze of the tiger on his face.
āĻāĻ āϏāύ্āϧ্āϝাāϝ় āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āϏাāĻĒ্āϤাāĻšিāĻ āĻŦাāĻাāϰ āĻĨেāĻে āĻĢিāϰāĻিāϞেāύ। āĻšāĻ াā§ āϤাāϰ āĻĒিāĻāύে āĻĒ্āϰাāϝ় āĻĒাঁāĻ āĻāĻ āĻĻূāϰāϤ্āĻŦে, āϤিāύি āĻāĻāĻি āϰāϝ়্āϝাāϞ āĻŦেāĻ্āĻāϞ āĻŦাāĻেāϰ āĻāϰ্āĻāύ āĻļুāύāϤে āĻĒেāϞেāύ। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻŽুāĻ āĻĢিāϰিāϝ়ে āĻŦাāĻেāϰ āĻāĻ্āĻ্āĻŦāϞ āĻĻৃāώ্āĻি āĻĻেāĻāϤে āĻĒেāϞেāύ।
Bhola Grandpa instantly climbed up a nearby banyan tree. The tiger roared and circled the tree about a hundred times. Then it settled down under a bush without taking its eyes off him. With nightfall, the forest grew dark and silent. Bhola Grandpa could hear the tiger beating its tail on the dry leaves. Hours passed.
āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āϏāĻ্āĻে āϏāĻ্āĻে āύিāĻāĻে āĻāĻāĻি āĻŦāĻāĻাāĻেāϰ āĻāĻĒāϰে āĻāĻ ে āĻেāϞেāύ। āĻŦাāĻ āĻāϰ্āĻāύ āĻāϰে āĻĒ্āϰাāϝ় āĻāĻāĻļāϤ āĻŦাāϰ āĻাāĻāĻি āĻĒ্āϰāĻĻāĻ্āώিāĻŖ āĻāϰেāĻিāϞ। āϤাāϰāĻĒāϰে āĻোāĻ āύা āϏāϰিāϝ়ে āĻāĻি āĻāĻāĻি āĻোāĻĒেāϰ āύীāĻে āϏ্āĻĨিāϰ āĻšāϝ়ে āĻŦāϏে āĻĒāĻĄ়āϞ। āϰাāϤ্āϰি āύাāĻŽাāϰ āϏāĻ্āĻে āϏāĻ্āĻে, āĻŦāύāĻি āĻ āύ্āϧāĻাāϰ āĻāĻŦং āύীāϰāĻŦ āĻšāϝ়ে āĻেāϞ। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻļুāύāϤে āĻĒেāϞেāύ āĻļুāĻāύো āĻĒাāϤাāϝ় āĻŦাāĻ āϤাāϰ āϞেāĻ āĻĻিāϝ়ে āĻāĻাāϤ āĻāϰāĻে। āĻāϝ়েāĻ āĻāĻŖ্āĻা āĻেāĻে āĻেāϞ।
Dawn broke with the cooing of doves. Bhola Grandpa came down. There was a group of men on a mound a little away. Bhola Grandpa climbed the mound and requested the first man he saw for some water to drink. The man had seen the tiger waiting. He was much bewildered. “What is your secret that you simply walked past the hungry beast, and it did nothing?” he asked Bhola Grandpa.
āĻোāϰ āĻাāĻāϞ āĻুāĻুāϰ āĻূāĻāύে। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āύিāĻে āύাāĻŽāϞেāύ। āĻিāĻুāĻĻূāϰ āĻāĻāĻি āĻĸিāĻŦিāϰ āĻāĻĒāϰে āĻিāϞ āĻāĻāĻĻāϞ āĻĒুāϰুāώ। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āϏেāĻ āĻĸিāĻŦিāϤে āĻāϰোāĻšāĻŖ āĻāϰāϞেāύ āĻāĻŦং āĻĒ্āϰāĻĨāĻŽ āϞোāĻāĻিāĻে āϝাāĻে āϤিāύি āĻĻেāĻāϞেāύ āϤাāĻে āĻĒাāύ āĻāϰাāϰ āĻāύ্āϝ āĻāϞেāϰ āĻ āύুāϰোāϧ āĻāϰāϞেāύ। āϞোāĻāĻি āĻŦাāĻāĻে āĻ āĻĒেāĻ্āώা āĻāϰāϤে āĻĻেāĻেāĻিāϞ। āϏে āĻুāĻŦāĻ āĻšāϤāĻŦাāĻ āĻšāϝ়েāĻিāϞ। “āĻāĻĒāύাāϰ āϰāĻšāϏ্āϝāĻি āĻী āϝে āĻāĻĒāύি āĻāĻāĻি āĻ্āώুāϧাāϰ্āϤ āĻāύ্āϤুāϰ āĻĒাāĻļ āĻĻিāϝ়ে āĻšেāĻে āĻĒাāϰ āĻšāϝ়ে āĻāϏāϞেāύ āĻāĻŦং āĻāĻি āĻিāĻুāĻ āĻāϰেāύি?” āϤিāύি āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻাāĻে āĻিāĻ্āĻাāϏা āĻāϰāϞেāύ।
The tiger was stretching its limbs and yawning. Then, Bhola Grandpa remembered the tiger and looked at it. Bhola Grandpa almost lost his senses in fear. He ran back home. Half a century later, Bhola Grandpa left us forever one morning at the age of ninety-five. His eighty years old wife lamented much. She said with a sigh, “The old man must have forgotten to breathe.”
āĻŦাāĻāĻি āϤাāϰ āĻ āĻ্āĻāĻুāϞি āĻĒ্āϰāϏাāϰিāϤ āĻāϰāĻিāϞ āĻāĻŦং āĻšাāĻ āϤুāϞāĻিāϞ। āϤাāϰāĻĒāϰে, āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻŦাāĻেāϰ āĻāĻĨা āϏ্āĻŽāϰāĻŖ āĻāϰে āϤাāĻাāϞেāύ। āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻāϝ়ে āĻĒ্āϰাāϝ় āϤাāϰ āĻšুঁāĻļ āĻšাāϰিāϝ়ে āĻĢেāϞেāύ। āϤিāύি āĻুāĻে āĻেāϞ āĻŦাāĻĄ়িāϤে āĻĢিāϰে āĻāϏেāύ। āĻ āϰ্āϧ āĻļāϤাāĻŦ্āĻĻী āĻĒāϰে, āĻোāϞা āĻĻাāĻĻা āĻĒঁāĻাāύāĻŦ্āĻŦāĻ āĻŦāĻāϰ āĻŦāϝ়āϏে āĻāĻ āϏāĻাāϞে āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻেāĻĄ়ে āĻিāϰāĻাāϞেāϰ āĻŽāϤ āĻāϞে āĻেāϞেāύ। āϤাঁāϰ āĻāĻļি āĻŦāĻāϰেāϰ āĻŦৃāĻĻ্āϧা āϏ্āϤ্āϰী āĻŦিāϞাāĻĒ āĻāϰেāĻিāϞেāύ। āϤিāύি āĻĻীāϰ্āĻāĻļ্āĻŦাāϏ āĻĢেāϞে āĻŦāϞāϞেāύ, “āĻŦৃāĻĻ্āϧ āϞোāĻāĻি āĻ āĻŦāĻļ্āϝāĻ āĻļ্āĻŦাāϏ āύিāϤে āĻুāϞে āĻেāĻে।”


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