Krishnachandra’s Political Consciousness (Part I)

Lahore and Kashmir produced a fruit of excellence and he became famous in the world of Urdu and Hindi literature as Krishan Chandra. He wrote wonderful and unique fictions.

He would go on writing on white paper or perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that he would go on garlanding words with the tip of his pen. His readers cherish every word he writes. He wrote very satirical and satirical writings on the political situation before and after partition. His serial novel “The History of Donkey” is an unparalleled satire.

Perhaps no better example of fathering a donkey can be found. His short novel “Chidi Ki Alf Laila” is a satire on the politics of yesterday and today. The story begins like this.

” Once upon a time is . There was a huge bamboo forest on the banks of the Runsi river. A huge flock of sparrows lived in this forest. This flock of birds was also very beautiful. Their wings were white and shiny. The body and chest were also white and soft like snow, and when this giant flew in the air behind its king and queen, it seemed as if a very delicate and soft piece of cloud was floating.

The hunters sitting on the ground looked longingly at this herd and thought in their hearts that if they could somehow catch this herd, they would take it and imprison it in the garden of the king of their city. How happy the king of the city would be to see these beautiful laughing sparrows and would enrich the hunters with riches. They were stuck.

A few days later, when the sparrows found out that their queen had laid seven eggs, they made a great procession in joy and went to the king’s nest. The procession of sparrows was very happy to see the eggs. Amidst the noise of songs, they made the bird queen sit on the eggs to breast the eggs and set a watch in the bamboo groves around the Raja’s nest and far away to prevent any danger. A bird or an egg-eating animal should not come here. So from place to place the soldiers and watchmen stood guard on the tall branches of the bamboo and waited with great impatience for the day when seven Rajkumars would emerge from these seven eggs and serve their nation and country.

Finally, that day also arrived and on that day it was spread all over the forest that tomorrow at four o’clock in the evening Rajkumars would be born in the royal palace. On this occasion, it is the duty of every bird to reach the royal palace and pay darshan to the princes and make offerings. So on the second day, before four o’clock in the evening, thousands of flocks of white sparrows sat on every branch and every branch of the royal grove of bamboos and waited impatiently for the arrival of the Rajkumars. At four o’clock the sparrow rose from her eggs and went to her king.

The first Rajkumar broke the egg and came out, but suddenly the joy of the sparrows turned to surprise and sorrow when they saw that the first Rajkumar who came out of the egg was not white like them, but black from head to toe. The angry king stared at the birdcage. Rani lowered her eyes in embarrassment. Then, one after the other, six eggs hatched. Now comes the turn of the last and seventh egg. The hearts of the sparrows began to beat, all of them had their eyes on the seventh egg. The egg hatched with great difficulty, but out of it came a thin bird like a merle, but it too was completely black, black from head to toe. The white sparrows shouted angrily, “They are black, we are white, they cannot be our kings.” Get this deceitful queen out of the house now.”

The bird queen begged a lot, but the king did not agree. Rani left there with her six sons and seventh daughter. They were accompanied by ten mounted watchmen and soldiers who left them outside the forest border. They found shelter in a small grove of plum trees near the Ronsi river. While walking, the watchman said to Rani, “If you or any of your black children go to the forest, you will be killed.” The poor bird was shocked to hear this threat and took her children under her wings.

As time passed, the seven children of the bird became young. Raj Kumari turned out to be very beautiful as a young woman. This Chhiyan Rajkumar would take his sister and wander along the bank of the Runsi river or go to the banyan tree which was several hundred years old and from whose huge branches hundreds of monkeys were swinging and like circus monkeys. They used to perform tricks, when they got tired of the banyan trees, they would float in the air and go away towards the mango grove, in front of which the thick bamboo forest started. His mother forbade him to go beyond the herd. The young sparrows did not understand their mother’s words, but because they were obedient children, they never went to where the bamboo forest began, in which there was a flock of white sparrows.

On the other hand, the king of white sparrows had married a second time. A few days after the marriage, a white Rajkumar was born in the Raja’s house. He was white from head to toe. were given Within a few days he became very arrogant. The old men who had been hired by the Raja to teach him, got fed up with his mischief and stopped teaching him and he wandered around with his friends throughout the day. They would collect insects and seeds and he would open his beak, like children they would feed him. This Rajkumar became very fat after eating the forbidden earnings and used to sleep all day long. (to be continued)