Halafnama (Vedvyas) (Hard Bound, Hindi, Vedvyas)

Ardas my creation is my progress and my progress is my idea. So, I know why I write and for whom I write. I suffer in human suffering and I am constantly looking for that perfect man who is standing in every crossroads of the earth in the form of poetry and story. As a creator, I write exactly what I face and where I am present myself. The use of words is a spiritual practice for me and this sequence leads me from duality to freedom from bondage and liberation from bondage. The progress and idea of ??my work is not under any government, but is the result of human and scientific development of consciousness. The debate of the author's identity and concern in this world restricts me to what I say - write as I say and as I write. I have also written this affidavit knowing the human being as a spot and I am sure that justice will be found in the reader's court. Standing on this frame in the book-building, I am happy that I do not feel the burden of any literature history and tradition of geography and I hold myself accountable only for the life that comes out of the nature of the earth. My concern is not to become a writer who thinks only of himself before others. Therefore, read the essay written as an open statement and guide me. Parimal Prakash's companions Shivkumar Sahay and Dr. Ashok Tripathi are the external witnesses of my 'Halafnama' and I am humbly grateful to them. July 31, 1990 - Ved Vyas Premchand Birthday Jaipur [09/04, 12:35 pm] Boss: The position of women in the male dominated society among the thirty-two teeth is the same as that of the poor tongue in the middle of the thirty-two teeth. For a woman, the darkness of centuries tells that she is the only one who enjoys the hero and the hero is the one who manages the expenses of the house. It is also a religion for a woman to be a sati, and to become disinterested as a widow is also a religion. Her husband is a boon, the kitchen is his temple and hard work and labor is his duty. Against this backdrop, we love it when the 20th century celebrates Women's Day. A woman who is suffering from all the hardships of life, is also called abla and gentle, a woman who grinds mornings every morning and eats food after all, a woman who plows the fields like a beleaguered laborer, a woman who grazes sheep and goats on the mountains , A woman who takes a demanding turn in Kashi - a woman who sings songs from birth to death - seeing her future still dependent on the grace of man, I wish that I too would be born in an era where According to the Vedas, women were worshiped. People who think that women become ministers, judges, superintendents of police, or I.I. a . s . By becoming this society will change, I request them to please open the windows of their understanding and think whether this will change our attitude towards women. We may become obedient to this state power vested in the woman, but returning home, the man within us will behave in the same way as a hunter would with any prey in the forest. Our lord comes home and rides on his head because outside the house we become a wet cat to save our social and economic existence.