Rama was a food vendor who used to sell his items at a fixed corner in the market place which happened to be very lucky for him. It drew all kinds of crowd to him very conveniently and he too was very popular amongst his customers. Rama was very hardworking and punctual. Daily at 8.15 in the evening he reached the place with a load of his stuff in a big tray on his head, a stool stuck in the crook of his arm, a lamp in another hand and a couple of legs to mount his tray. Rama's well displayed mouthwatering bandas, dosais, chappatis, chutney, duck eggs and freshening hot coffee allured everyone to come to him and satisfy their taste buds. Even a confirmed dyspeptic could not pass by without throwing a look at this tempting sight. Rama's customers included boot polish boys, jutka drivers, beggars, grass selling women and the cinema crowd coming out after the evening show. The corner where Rama used to sell his stuff was easily accessible to all his customers and he was making a good profit of almost ten rupees everyday. It was interesting to see that all the copper coins his clients earned throughout the day by serving their customers ultimately came to Rama in the evening because it was there only where they could buy eatables at very reasonable and cheap rates. Rama and his wife were very happy about their growth because after sparing fixed amount for next day's investment they were able to save some money for contingent expenses. On the other hand his fellowmen were a little bit jealous of him because for them he hardly worked for two hours and minted lots of money in this small span of time. They could hardly realize that to cater his customers for two hours in the evening Rama and his wife worked very hard throughout the day to prepare the base material. < br/> Rama was very meticulous and vigilant. He was always watchful and could very well tell that who was picking what from his tray. He always cared for the satisfaction of his customers and allowed them to examine their buy thoroughly. He was kind and always dealt leniently with the boot polish boys and let them enjoy their coffee by sticking to the glass as much as they wanted but he did not like the women clients because their shrill voices irritated him immensely. He served his customers very sincerely. After the end of the evening show at 10. 15having emptied all the food items of the tray Rama used to get back home very delighted and saturated. Then he tucked a betel leaf with tobacco in his mouth and retired to bed to take some rest.
But one day Rama got astounded when he was denied to sell his stuff from his favorite corner because someone was murdered there in the noon so a group of people were holding a meeting there to show their protest. They were agitated and demonstrated strongly. Very soon a fierce fighting got started killing many people and consequently leaving the spot totally devastated. Even after few days Rama was not allowed to sell his goods from there because the corner was declared a holy place and it was decided that a stone monument would be built in memory of the departed leader who was killed there by the police. Soon the spot was cordoned off, money was raised and a stone memorial was erected with an ornamental Fencing and flower pots encircling the spot and thus it became 'The martyr's corner'. Rama was forced to leave his favorite place but the new place did not bring luck to Rama. He lost his selected customers because it was inconvenient for them to reach to him at his new place. His income reduced substantially and he had to return home with a bulk of leftover each day. His business and happiness were all ruined. He lost his reputation too when he tried to reuse his leftover because it made some of his customers sick. Ultimately Rama wound up his business and got to retire but soon his savings were too exhausted and ultimately he had to take up the job of a waiter in Kohinoor restaurant where he was dealt with very rudely by his guests. He submissively gulped the insult but never forgot to inform them that once he himself was a hotel owner and this piece of reminiscence gave him great satisfaction.
The language of the story is vivid and descriptive. The content of the story takes us to the first half of the last century when the coins of annas, paisas and pies were prevalent. Rama is portrayed as a kind hearted person. The hollow eyes and ragged dresses of beggars and boot polish boys rent his heart. The title of the story is sarcastic and points out at the sick mentality of the politicians who give more importance to the dead but they inhumanly ignore the sufferings and plights of living.
Although in conventional manner the spot had emerged out to be a 'Martyr's Corner' but ironically it was Rama only who paid the price by losing his livelihood, reputation and entire fortune. In true sense the real martyr is Rama himself.
Rama is the main character of the story. He is a food vendor, whose delicious food attracts passersby, especially cinemagoers. One day, however, a babbling crowd gathered at the popular corner. A quarrel ensued, and the police came and fired into the crowd, causing deaths. The 'spot' was cordoned off. People collected enough money to set up a stone memorial, and decorated it with ornamental fencing and flower pots. It became a 'Martyr's Corner'. Rama's business was finished. Once a hotel owner himself, he was reduced to queueing up for a job outside a restaurant.[1]
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R. K. Narayan, on the good advice of Graham Greene, shortened his name from Rasipuram Krishnaswamy Iyer Narayanswamy.R. K. Narayan was the most popular Indian novelist writing in English from the pre-independence period until the surge of modern novelists who have become popular around the turn of the 21st. century. Most of his novels were set in the fictious small south Indian town of Malgudi and were likened to the intimate stories of the southern United States written by W. Somerset Maugham. Among his best known tales were "The Guide", "The English Teacher", "Waiting for the Mahatma" and "Tales from Malgudi". He ultimately wrote travelogues, memoirs and fifteen novels as well as five volumes of short stories in his fifty years of writing. He died at the age of 95 in 2001.For more information on Narayan see: http://calitreview.com/21
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Attila is a short story by the Indian writer R. K. Narayan. The story is about a dog, Attila who becomes a hero at the end of the story. He helps the family to find out their stolen jewelries and gains praise from them. ... Narayan is best known for his novel The Guide which he published in 1958.
R. K. Narayan was born on October 10, 1906.
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A. K. Yegna Narayan Aiyer has written: 'Village improvement and agricultural extension' -- subject(s): Agriculture, Rural conditions
R. K. Narayan died on May 13, 2001 at the age of 94.
The theme of "God and the Cobbler" by R.K. Narayan explores the concept of faith and the presence of the divine in everyday life. The story follows a cobbler who encounters God in various forms but fails to recognize Him due to his preconceived notions. Through humorous encounters, Narayan highlights the idea that divinity can manifest itself in unexpected ways.
R. K. Narayan wrote The Guide.