who will never come to my house
i meet them
go to themsing
And really, Vinod Kumar Shukla is gone… Shukla’s departure is like the departure of an elder from our house. Indian literature is sad. Not because it lost one of its senior creators of 88-89 years. Rather, he is also sad because along with Shukla, that chapter of spontaneity, simplicity and fluidity also went away, which will hardly be seen now.
It was just yesterday. Shishir Soni, a journalist from the capital, had sent a WhatsApp message requesting that Sahitya Tak and ‘Sahitya Aaj Tak’ should launch a campaign that the central and state governments should airlift this warrior of the pen and bring him to Delhi for treatment.
His concern reflected the concern of every literature lover who is fond of his senior litterateurs. But Shukla ji’s health conditions were not such that he could be brought out of Raipur.
Treatment done in government hospital
If it is not an irony then what else can we say that Shukla died in a government hospital despite all the good intentions of the state government, all the concerns of the Chief Minister and the Prime Minister, whereas Shukla had written something like this in one of his poems about the disease of the poor, expensive doctors and the government hospital…
the poorest man’s
For the most difficult disease
The biggest expert doctor came
Which has the highest fees.
biggest expert doctor
Coming to that poor man’s hut
sweep the broom
So that some dirt can be removed…
In the last lines of this poem he wishes –
…sick to government hospital
Don’t advise to go.
gratefully
The greatest doctor should treat the poorest man.
And be afraid to ask for fees.
for the poorest sick man
even the cheapest doctor
It is too expensive…
Along with his spontaneity, his writing style also played a big role in the popularity of Vinod Kumar Shukla. He was the representative of the common people in Indian literature. The common man was reflected not only in the content and sentiments of his works but even in the titles.
Was counted among respected writers
of January 1, 1937 Chhattisgarh Vinod Kumar Shukla, born in Rajnandgaon, was counted among the most popular and respected writers of contemporary Hindi literature. He received higher education from Jabalpur Agricultural University. He had equal progress in the fields of stories, novels and poetry. Unaffected by the ‘ism’ prevalent in literature, Shukla was equally popular among the youth, the elderly and his contemporaries. The popularity of his books was a matter of jealousy even for the writers of ‘Nai Wali Hindi’.
His famous books include poetry collection ‘Almost Jaihind’, ‘That man wore a new warm coat and went away like a thought’, ‘Everything will remain to be’, ‘Atirit Nahin’, ‘Longer poem than poetry’, ‘Once in a while now’, ‘Representative poems’ besides novels ‘Servant’s shirt’, ‘Khilega to dekhenge’, ‘There used to be a window in the wall’, ‘Green grass thatched hut and dwarf mountain’, ‘Yasi Rasa Ta’, ‘A Silent Place’ and story collections ‘Room on the Tree’, ‘College’, ‘A Story’ and ‘Ghoda and Other Stories’.
Shukla, also honored with the Sahitya Akademi Award, Gajanan Madhav Muktibodh Fellowship, Raza Award and Matribhoomi Book of the Year Award, was honored with the Jnanpith Award for the year 2024. He was the first litterateur from Chhattisgarh to receive this honour. Apart from this, he was also given America’s prestigious PEN Nabokov Award.
Director Mani Kaul also made a film on his work ‘Naukar Ki Kameez’. Apart from this, many of his stories were also brought on screen. The film ‘Aadmi Ki Aurat’, directed by Amit Dutta, also received the Special Event Award at the Venice Film Festival.
There was a lot of discussion about the royalty of thirty lakhs
Shukla was recently in the news after receiving a royalty of Rs 30 lakh from a relatively new publisher, decades after the publication of one of his novels. Publisher Shailesh Bharatwasi claimed that 87 thousand copies of his ‘Kitab Deewar Mein Ek Khirki Rehte Thi’ had been sold. To be honest, Shukla was beyond all this in his spontaneity and creativity. Even at this stage of his age, he continued writing and reading. Even though the pace was slow. The last lines of his poem ‘Those who will never come to my house’ are like this –
Myriad Tree Farm
Will never come to my house.
to meet people like farms and barns
I will go from village to village, forest to lane.
who are constantly working
I am not at ease
as an important task for them
I will keep meeting-
I wish this alone as my last wish.
First of all I would like to make a wish.
Vinod Kumar Shukla ji, salute to your wish! Important writers of our time…
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