I feel like I am always the one tearing everything up and forever sewing it back together.
Saadat Hasan MantoRead
Hindustan had become free. Pakistan had become independent soon after its inception but man was still slave in both these countries -- slave of prejudice … slave of religious fanaticism … slave of barbarity and inhumanity.
Interpretation
Independence from colonial rule does not necessarily equate to true freedom for the individuals within a society.
In this quote, Saadat Hasan Manto reflects on the notion that while nations like Hindustan and Pakistan achieved political freedom, the citizens remain bound by deeper societal issues such as prejudice, religious fanaticism, and inhumanity. True liberation is not just the absence of colonial rulers but also the need to overcome the internal shackles that impede social and moral progress.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about the real meaning of freedom in post-colonial nations.
I feel like I am always the one tearing everything up and forever sewing it back together.
If you cannot bear these stories then the society is unbearable. Who am I to remove the clothes of this society, which itself is naked. I don't even try to cover it, because it is not my job, that's the job of dressmakers.
But love, whether in Multan or on Siberia's icy tundra, whether in the winter or the summer, whether among the rich or the poor, whether among the beautiful or the ugly, whether among the crude or refined, love is always just love. There's no difference.
If you find my stories dirty, the society you are living in is dirty. With my stories, I only expose the truth
To renounce liberty is to renounce being a man, to surrender the rights of humanity and even its duties. For he who renounces everything no indemnity is possible. Such a renunciation is incompatible with man's nature; to remove all liberty from his will is to remove all morality from his acts.
You must not lose confidence in God because you lost confidence in your pastor. If our confidence in God had to depend upon our confidence in any human person, we would be on shifting sand.
Thus so wretched is man that he would weary even without any cause for weariness... and so frivolous is he that, though full of a thousand reasons for weariness, the least thing, such as playing billiards or hitting a ball, is sufficient enough to amuse him.
I could isolate, consciously, little. Everything seemed blurred, yellow-clouded, yielding nothing tangible. Her inept acrostics, maudlin evasions, theopathies - every recollection formed ripples of mysterious meaning. Everything seemed yellowly blurred, illusive, lost.
Weak character will neutralize all of the other possible good qualities a person might possess.
You can feel the whole world and still feel lost in it. So many people are in pain-- no matter how smart or accomplished--they cry, they yearn, they hurt. But instead of looking down on things, they look up, which is where I should have been looking, too. Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love and a peaceful heart.
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