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Meanwhile Annadadidi's husbund dies of snake-bite leaving her alone, one day she disappears from the scene Indranath also goes away one day and is never seen again. In course of time, Srikanta by chance meets a princely friend of his and goes out on a hunting expedition. There in the prince's tent, he meets Piyari, a nautch dance girl, who is none other than his old and dear schoolmate.
Her real name is Rajlakshmi.
She has not fogotten her old love which grows more intense while meeting Srikanta. After leaving the hunting party, Srikanta, the vagabond that he is, joins a group of roving mendicants.
During the travelling Srikanta falls ill, and with some difficulty he sends news of his illness to Piyari at Patna , who hurriedly comes with her stepson to him and takes him to Patna. Srikanta spends some days there in the loving care of Piyari, and one day Srikanta takes leave of Piyari and goes to his native village.
Abhaya was going to Rangoon to live with her husband, but she is treated very inhumanly by her beastly husband and is refused entry into his house. Abhaya and Rohini, who love each other, live together like husband and wife.
Srikanta returns to his native village, but is taken ill there. Rajalakshmi comes to him and takes charge of his treatment and nursing.
There Rajalakshmi is always busy with her religious practices and discourses.
Srikanta is left alone, the rift between them becomes wider. Gahar takes him to a Vaishnava Ashram where he meets Kamallata who becomes very intimate with him. At the end, Kamallata leaves the Ashram bidding goodbye to Srikanta.
There is Annada Didi, brought up in a conservative middle-class family, who elopes with a snake charmer. The sales of his books have been enormous, greater than those of any other Indian novelist. Srikanta is his most ambitious book, in style and scope. It is understood to be largely autobiography.
Like most autobiographical novels, it is rather a string of episodes than a connected story. This is not the place for criticism.
The earlier chapters are a sort of Bengali Huckleberry Finn ; and the Ganges escapade of the two boys is a fine piece of writing, as is also the night on the burning-ghat later on in the book. The translator, Mr. Sen, has done admirably in his rendering of these two elaborate passages. The novel was an exotic in Bengal. Its course can be epitomised under three names. Bankimchandra Chatterji took Scott as his model, and popularised the new form in a very short time.
Bankim was propagandist as well as novelist, and his work was often a reconstruction of earlier days in his country, as his imagination pictured them. His handling of those days may be compared profitably with Scott's revival of former history. Neither he nor Scott is impartial, as a historian is supposed to be, both frankly taking sides. But Bankim knew his surroundings, and his pictures of Bengali life would be better known abroad if they were accessible in better translations.
Even as it is, he is a name that has reached the wider world. Rabindranath Tagore belonged to the Brahmo Samaj, and to the most cultured and eclectic family in that circle.
He has told me that he does not consider that he has been quite familiar with ordinary Hindu life, and the criticism is often made by his own countrymen that his novels and short stories depict what is really Brahmo life. When he was passing out of his teens, Bankim hailed him as his successor and the younger man repaid him by grateful appreciation.
The one sharp division between them, a breach happily healed by the generosity of both men, came from their different attitude towards Hindu society and religion. Irony and criticism are never absent from his fiction. But his greatness is as a poet, and his novels, with the exception of The Home and the World —which is really a series of episodes treated in the manner of short stories—, are not among his best work.
This is the link—this, and Rabindranath's short stories, many of which are with the finest short stories ever written,—between Bankim and Sarat, and this is the way in which the torch which the former handed to the young poet of Evening Songs, nearly forty years ago, has from Rabindranath reached the most prominent living novelist of Bengal. Sarat Babu has gone to the world of to-day, and given us pictures of the present.
In his work criticism of society is found, but it is not the radical criticism of such a fearless work as The Home and the World—one of the most courageous books ever written, for which Rabindranath deserves a salute from everyone who loves a brave man—and such stories as Living or Dead and Subha. It does not seriously break a spear with tradition. Yet he has not escaped attack. Srikanta is written round his favourite social theme, the problem which is constantly exercising his mind—society's attitude towards the professional and public woman.
The reader will be glad that he has made Rajlakshmi so attractive. The second and third parts of Srikanta have been published. The present volume is only the first part.