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Why is Premchand not so widespread in the world like Anton Chekhov
If you look on any railway platform book stall, one picture exists invariantly—square face tapering down, big alive eyes, and sunken cheeks—that is Premchand. I am not saying that he is alone, but company figures are not constant, except for… Continue reading
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The Weight of Conscience: Chekhov, Signatures, and the Writer’s Dilemma —Pragya’s Pen
Anton Chekhov once attended a dinner party in Continental Hotel to celebrate the anniversary of the abolition of serfdom. It was 19 February 1861. It was cold and livid weather outside, while in the hall, elite groups drank wine and… Continue reading
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The Political Machinery of the Book Volga se Ganga (From Volga to Ganga)
“Great art is born only when knowledge is transfigured into feeling.” Volga se Ganga (From Volga to Ganga) by Rahul Sankrityayan—when I read it for the first time, I didn’t dive through or formulate it with my own eyes, which… Continue reading
Pragya’s Pen 