Review of the novel-POLLYANNA.

                The author of the novel is Eleanor H.Porter. She is an American novelist and her birth is 1890 and died at 1920. She wrote many novels and i get chance to read her novel. This novel inspired me because the novel is found to be an optimistic note. Yes! though a little girl, she is very strong in her character through out the novel. Pollyanna is a eleven year old orphan girl and get sheltered by her aunt Miss.Polly, a spinster and she is very strict and often call herself as a "firm" and very "punctual". Pollyanna's father encouraged her through a glad game. So often herself console her loneliness in this way. Nancy is a servant maid in her aunt house. She knows her aunt behaviour with the help of servant maid. But she doesn't take as a serious matter and despite think that she changes her character gradually. She faces a failure only, but she doesn't give up her steps.

                             Once AuntPolly herself wondered about her niece friendship with Mr.Pendleton, because he doesn't reveal his any sign to anybody. But Pollyanna turned his stone heart into lovable person. This activities somewhat create soft corner with Polly. The catastrophe flow in the life of Pollyanna, that she faces a terrible accident when she returned from the house of Mr.Pendleton. Due to the accident she loses her leg, this made the heart of AuntPolly  with clashes. Though  she  loses her leg, Pollyanna dream about her future into the bright side. So the novelist ends her novel into the  optimistic themes. If  somebody gets chances please read the whole novel and  you also felt  OPTIMISM. 

CULTURAL, SOCIAL, AND LITERARY EXPLORATIONS IN INDIAN FEMINIST WRITERS AND THEIR RELEVANCE TODAY NECTAR IN A SIEVE - KAMALAMARKANDAYA

                                  NECTAR IN A SIEVE - KAMALAMARKANDAYA

                       Kamalapurnaiyamarkandaya was a twentieth century novelist from South of India. In her early years she travelled widely in India and europe.  She  was a journalist in India before migrating to London, England in 1948. She published her first novel, Nectar in a sieve, in 1954. Some of her other works include: Some inner Fury(1955),The Coffer Dams(1969), The Nowhere man(1972) and Two virgins(1973).
 
            In Rukmani's quest for dignity, hunger is a potent enemy. Fear of hunger,she says,torments the peace of every peasant who lives by the vagaries of the wind and rain.  Tired of constant hunger , her elder sons break ip the family to seek new lives in  a new land. Another son resorts to robbery and is kiled for it, leaving to grieve for his mea ingless life.  Her daughter chooses the degradation of prostitution over the degradation of starvation.  Rukmani nealy becomes a murderer,thinking Kunthi has come to steal the last of their rice. In the city, Rukmani observes the suplican ts at the temple pushing and shoving like animals to secure their share of food. Similarly, beggar children snarl and fight like beasts over a scraped drop in the street.  Rukmani indicts both the industrialization of the village,represented by the tannery, and the laws of land ownership impoverish and displace peasants like her and Nathan. In Nectar in a sieve, hunger breeds thieves,prostitutes,murderers and subhuman beasts. Not only nature's whims but also the choices of an unjust society produces the shameful misery of starvation.

Maudlin Memoirs

I passed my college;

            Where we made our collage.

Swamped old thoughts engulfed me;

          My reminiscence started to flee.

Eagerness grow more and more;

          And my thoughts dawn to soar;

Urges me entered with enthusiasm;

              Which is a place fanaticism.

Staring the classroom where I  sat;

              Seated myself safe in the mat.

 It gave solace to my heart;

               Where my senses fought.

 Thoughts go beyond level;

          When I stood on the gravel;

Unexpectedly eyes glance the desk

            Impulsively my hands went on to frisk.

Slowly tears peered out to show emotion;

But senses controlled my passion;             

Hopefully I come out yuckily;

Where majestic sun welcomes   me  luckily.

I felt some changes  in  me  crawled;

My heart relentlessly bawled;

CHANGES ARE CONSTANT

LIFE IS INSTANT!