BISHNU SARKAR

Oliver Twist as picaresque novel     The picaresque narrative was an important predecessor of the novel. It emerged in sixteenth-century Spain. "Picaro" is a spanish for "rogue" and a typical story concerns the escapades of an insouciant rascal who lives by his wits and shows little if any alteration of character through a long succession of adventurers. Picaresque fiction is realistic in manner, episodic in structure and often satiric in aim. The first and very lively, English example was Thomas Nashe's The Unfortunate Traveller (1954). Dickens was very much interested in the heart of the picaresque novel. It was because he wanted to lead the readers through a number of adventures and satirical scenes. However, now we are going to discuss Oliver Twist by Dickens as picaresque novel.        In Oliver Twist , we find the environment which was surely capable to replace the kind-hearted spirit with more rougish spirit. Besides, here Oliver was a noble bo...

It once occurred to a certain king that if he always knew the right time to begin everything; if he knew who were the right people to listen to, and whom to avoid; and, above all, if he always knew what was the most important thing to do, he would never fail in anything he might undertake. And this thought having occurred to him, he had it proclaimed throughout his kingdom that he would give a great reward to anyone who would teach him what was the right time for every action, and who were the most necessary people, and how he might know what was the most important thing to do. And learned men came to the king, but they all answered his questions differently. In reply to the first question, some said that to know the right time for every action, one must draw up in advance a table of days, months, and years, and must live strictly according to it. Only thus, said they, could everything be done at its proper time. Others declared that it was impossible to decide beforehand t...

She was a large woman with a large purse that had everything in it but hammer and nails. It had a long strap, and she carried it slung across her shoulder. It was about eleven o’clock at night, and she was walking alone, when a boy ran up behind her and tried to snatch her purse. The strap broke with the single tug the boy gave it from behind. But the boy’s weight and the weight of the purse combined caused him to lose his balance so, intsead of taking off full blast as he had hoped, the boy fell on his back on the sidewalk, and his legs flew up. the large woman simply turned around and kicked him right square in his blue-jeaned sitter. Then she reached down, picked the boy up by his shirt front, and shook him until his teeth rattled.  After that the woman said, “Pick up my pocketbook, boy, and give it here.” She still held him. But she bent down enough to permit him to stoop and pick up her purse. Then she said, “Now ain’t you ashamed of yourself?”  Firmly gripped...

    I had the train compartment to myself up to Rohana, then a girl got in. The couple who saw her off were probably her parents. They seemed very anxious about her comfort and the woman gave the girl detailed instructions as to where to keep her things, when not to lean out of windows, and how to avoid speaking to strangers. They called their goodbyes and the train pulled out of the station. As I was totally blind at the time, my eyes sensitive only to light and darkness, I was unable to tell what the girl looked like. But I knew she wore slippers from the way they slapped against her heels. It would take me some time to discover something about her looks and perhaps I never would. But I liked the sound of her voice and even the sound of her slippers. 'Are you going all the way to Dehra? I asked. I must have been sitting in a dark corner because my voice startled her. She gave a little exclamation and said, I didn't know anyone else was here.' Well, it often ha...

Terms & Conditions By making use of our website, services and advertising programs you agree to abide by the following Terms & Conditions. Please carefully and ensure that you understand the terms and conditions fully. Social Add World is free to make revisions, additions or deletions to its terms and conditions without any prior notice. Users are expected to keep themselves up to date with the latest Social Add World terms and conditions before using its services and the company shall be held responsible for oversight in this regard by the advertisers/users of this website and its advertising programs. SocialAddWorld.com – Terms Conditions You agree to abide by all the terms and conditions stipulated in this membership agreement. Social Add World is free to make amendments to this Membership Agreement without any prior information. We will make efforts to reach our members as and when there should be a policy change updating the members of the change. Members are fre...

Henry David Thoreau was a lover of nature.He spent his entire life in search of the relationship between man and nature.It was true that Thoreau was deeply concerned with some social issues of his times and he hoped how he would be able to find the solutions. Walden is one of his masterpieces.It appealed to readers for his prophetic vision of a harmonious world with the rise of global environmental problems.In Walden, Thoreau suggests that people should restrain their desires and live a simple life.Besides Thoreau takes the small pond as a symbol of the whole ecosystem where he can freely set up a relationship with nature. Walden is made up of 18 chapters and every chapter has its own title and theme.What Thoreau advocates is a diverse and harmonious life with nature, with humans and other living organism.The diversity of animals is one essential aspect of a diverse life.Thoreau himself would not live only one mood of life So he left the wood in the end.Hence a diversity of life woul...

      Meeting at Night               Robert Browning The grey sea and the long black land; and the yellow half-moon large and low; and the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i'the slushy sand. Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach; three fields to cross till a farm appears; A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch And the blue spurt of a lighted match, And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears, Than the two hearts beating each to each!