I recently saw a two one act plays on the theme of temptation. Both were based on original stories by Premchand.
It was the first time I was seeing Premchand's writings in action, and frankly I myself don't know much about Premchand or his life. I've not read his books either, and I feel quite ashamed to say this.
But for his age and times, he was far ahead in thinking. An astute judge of human character, both plays I saw were a tribute to the baseness of human nature. In one, a dirty old man forgets his promise to his wife and looks instead at fulfilling his desires. In the other, jealousy and bitterness take over till the realisation dawns that what may satisfy one may not satisfy the other. How can someone be happy leaving the house in the morning and come back home hating the same place?
Is happiness relative on other people being miserable?
That's not the way one should live their life.
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