Hindi literature of Mauritius
and other writings
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Ibis Avenue. Sodnac .Quatre Bornes.Mauritius
Writing, cinema ,music, theatre, politics, travelling and meeting people. Reader of Premchand, Sharat Chandra,Tagore, Guy de Maupassant, Flaubert, Tolstoi, Charlotte sisters etc. Follower of Gandhian principles. Well-known among the hindi lovers for her feminist ideas and bold speech.
Hindi literary publication
Miscellaneous periodical publications
Glimpses of hindi writings
(A portion from the short story Ek ghar i.e A home from the book Minister.P84)
If he had told you clearly, you could have bought it, Luxmi ! Today the prices are high. Even the corpse of an elephant is worth Rs.125,000.A portion of land worth Rs. 5,000 has been sold at Rs.75,000.It is a good bargain when one thousand rupees is a dream. Do you possess Rs.75,000 ?Even land is gaining the price of gold. When our ancestors came from hindustan they had the inner confidence that there is gold in the soil of Mauritius. Today the dream seems to be true in a sense. Today it is a fact that there is no gold in the soil but the land itself has got the golden value.
You have reached the other end of the way. Today the great need of people like us is merely a shelter. We don`t need a big house or a bungalow. We just want a little roof for ourselves. Where to go with such a request? Whose door should we knock ?Who will listen to our story? What will happen to us? Where should we go with our olden roots ?
Both of them were lost in their endless problems.
Another portion of writing from the story Khilowna (toys) included in the book Minister.P89
As Life is going on today what can we do for our children? After great difficulty we earn one or two meals . We can neither buy a good car to offer a comfortable ride to our children nor we can travel by aeroplane. It is enough if we can make them enjoy with these toys anyway. They fulfil their desire while playing with them. They learn something even they break them into pieces during their play. Childhood comes once in a lifetime. Let`s ornate their tender age with flowers of love and perfume of our memory which remains for ever in the child`s heart. Life is a toy. Play with it as long as you can. We can`t expect much from death. Life possesses whatever we wish .Life is worth living as it has every thing to make us happy. Nobody knows when life becomes silent or finished as broken toys .
Other writers of the same interest and inclination
Chandra Mohan Sorifa