The Scholar and a Boatman: There was a poor boatman is a village / Intelligence of a Boatman (Story Writing)

The Scholar and a Boatman

Once upon a time in a village, there lived a destitute and uneducated boatman who had to row his boat from dawn to dusk just to make ends meet. It was during the month of Baishakh when one day, a scholar boarded his boat. The scholar inquired if the boatman had read history, to which the boatman replied negatively. The scholar remarked that without any knowledge of history, one-fourth of the boatman’s life had been wasted. He then admired the picturesque scenery and asked the boatman if he had any acquaintance with geography. The boatman’s answer was again in the negative, leading the scholar to declare that half of the boatman’s life had been lost. The boatman felt sad and thought about the futility of his existence. After a while of silence, in the afternoon, the scholar asked if the boatman had any knowledge of science. The boatman’s answer remained negative, and the scholar retorted that three-fourths of the boatman’s life were now ruined. The boatman rowed the boat in a despondent mood, with the scholar quietly sitting by his side.

 

Suddenly, the sky darkened with ominous clouds, and a violent gust of wind started to blow. Darkness engulfed the surroundings, and heavy rain accompanied by lightning struck the boat. The scholar became exceedingly frightened. However, the boatman remained composed since he was accustomed to such weather. In a calm voice, the boatman asked the scholar if he could swim. The scholar replied with a pitiful tone in the negative. The boatman then announced that the boat was about to sink, and he could see that the scholar’s erudition was of no use in this moment of peril.

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One day a scholar was going to a place by boat. The boatman set sail for the journey. The boat was surfing through a mighty river. The boat was going slowly. There happened no problems...................................

Arts.                             Intelligence of a Boatman

One day a scholar was going to a place by boat. The boatman set sail for the journey. The boat was surfing through a mighty river. The boat was going slowly. There happened no problems. The weather was fine. At one moment of their conversation, the scholar asked the boatman, "Do you know history?" The boatman simply answered, "No". The scholar said that one third of his life was spoilt. He asked again whether he had read geography. The boatman again replied "No". The scholar scolded him saying that one-eighth of his life was spoilt. A few minutes later, the sky became covered with black clouds. But suddenly, the river grew furious. It became rough. Stormy wind began to blow around them. There were big waves on the river. The boatman indicated a possible danger in the river. He then asked the scholar whether he knew how to swim. But the scholar replied. "I don't know swimming". The boatman then said to the scholar, "The whole of your life is spoilt." Our life is full of struggle and risks. We have to overcome various problem and odd situation during our lifetime. So we should learn all possible techniques well to face any danger or problem successfully. None should be a foolish scholar.

The scholar and the boatman

There was a poor boatman in a village. He was illiterate. He used to row boat from morning till evening only to meet his both ends. There was a no meaning of knowledge to him.

It was a month of Baishakh. A scholar got into his boat. He was enjoying his journey very much because the weather was very fine. It was almost dark.

He was gossiping with the boatman. “Did you have any knowledge about the creation of the universe?” the scholar asked the boatman. “No,” replied the boatman.

The scholar got astonished and told him, “Without the knowledge of astronomy half of your life is spoil. The boatman was sad and thought of the uselessness of his life.

He again asked the boatman, “Do you know about the history of human civilization?” The reply of the boatman was the same as before. This time the scholar told the boatman that he had already spoilt three fourths of his life and he could not come to any use to the society. The boatman kept silent and went on rowing boat in a sad mood.

Suddenly, the weather became gusty. The sky was overcast with clouds. There was darkness all around. There were also heavy showers with lightening. The boat was about to capsize. The scholar was trembling with fear. But the boatman was very quiet because he was used to this weather. He asked the scholar. “Sir, do you know how to swim?” The scholar replied, crying, “No”. “Now the boatman said, Alas! Your life is totally spoilt. Pray to god for your safety.”

A Scholar and a Boatman Story

In a small Bangladeshi village, there lived a poor boatman who couldn’t read or write. Every day, from morning till evening, he rowed his boat across the river just to earn enough to eat. It was the start of the summer season, and one day, the boatman had only one passenger—a wise scholar.

The boatman set off, and as the boat moved smoothly along the river, the scholar asked him if he had ever studied history. The boatman replied no, sir. The scholar shook his head sadly and said that without knowing history, one-fourth of his life was wasted. The boatman stayed quiet and kept rowing as the scholar looked at the green riverbanks and the clear sky.

After some time, the scholar asked again if the boatman knew geography. Once again, the boatman replied no. The scholar sighed and said that half of his life was wasted. The boatman didn’t respond and kept rowing. The scholar, wanting to test his knowledge further, asked if he knew anything about science. The boatman said no, sir. The scholar shook his head again and said that three-fourths of his life was wasted.

The boatman remained silent. Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky. A strong storm, locally called Kalboishakhi, began blowing across the river, making the water rough. The scholar became very scared as the boat rocked from side to side. Seeing the scholar’s fear, the boatman calmly asked if the scholar knew how to swim. The scholar, now frightened, replied no in a shaky voice.

The boatman smiled and said the boat is about to sink. It seems your whole life is in danger. All your book knowledge won’t help you now.

The Scholar and a Boatman: There was a poor boatman is a village  

Once upon a time in a village, there lived a destitute and uneducated boatman who had to row his boat from dawn to dusk just to make ends meet. It was during the month of Baishakh when one day, a scholar boarded his boat. The scholar inquired if the boatman had read history, to which the boatman replied negatively. The scholar remarked that without any knowledge of history, one-fourth of the boatman’s life had been wasted. He then admired the picturesque scenery and asked the boatman if he had any acquaintance with geography. The boatman’s answer was again in the negative, leading the scholar to declare that half of the boatman’s life had been lost. The boatman felt sad and thought about the futility of his existence. After a while of silence, in the afternoon, the scholar asked if the boatman had any knowledge of science. The boatman’s answer remained negative, and the scholar retorted that three-fourths of the boatman’s life were now ruined. The boatman rowed the boat in a despondent mood, with the scholar quietly sitting by his side.

Suddenly, the sky darkened with ominous clouds, and a violent gust of wind started to blow. Darkness engulfed the surroundings, and heavy rain accompanied by lightning struck the boat. The scholar became exceedingly frightened. However, the boatman remained composed since he was accustomed to such weather. In a calm voice, the boatman asked the scholar if he could swim. The scholar replied with a pitiful tone in the negative. The boatman then announced that the boat was about to sink, and he could see that the scholar’s erudition was of no use in this moment of peril.

THE SCHOLAR AND THE BOATMAN

Once a flippant scholar was going to a place by boat. It was the beginning of the summer season. The boatman set sail and the boat was advancing smoothly. The scholar said to the boatman, "Did you read history?" The boatman said, "No". The scholar told him that without any knowledge of history one-fourth of his life was spoilt. He looked at the beautiful scenery and asked again whether he had read geography. As usual the reply of the boatman was in the negative. This time the. scholar said that one half of the boatman's life was spoilt. Then they were silent for some time. It was afternoon. The scholar broke the silence and said to the boatman, "Do you know anything about science?" "No, nothing do I know of science", was the answer of the boatman. The scholar said to him that his life was of no use. Three-fourths of his life were spoilt. Hearing this the boatman remained silent. All on a sudden the sky became covered with dark clouds. The 'kalboishakhi' began to blow in the form of a storm. The scholar was very much frightened. This time the boatman said to him, "Sir, do you know how to swim?" The scholar replied in the negative in a pitiful voice. The boatman said, "The boat is going to sink. Now I see, the whole of your life is spoiled. Your bookish knowledge is of no use."

একটি ছোট্ট বাংলাদেশের গ্রামে এক দরিদ্র নৌকাচালক বাস করতো। সে পড়াশোনা জানত না। প্রতিদিন সকাল থেকে সন্ধ্যা পর্যন্ত সে তার নৌকা বেয়ে নদী পারাপার করত, শুধু নিজে খাবার জোগাড় করতে। একদিন গ্রীষ্মের শুরুতে তার নৌকায় মাত্র একজন যাত্রী ছিল—একজন জ্ঞানী পণ্ডিত।

নৌকাচালক নৌকা ছেড়ে দিল, আর নৌকাটি নদীর মাঝ দিয়ে শান্তভাবে এগিয়ে যাচ্ছিল। পণ্ডিত জিজ্ঞেস করলেন, তুমি কি কখনো ইতিহাস পড়েছো? নৌকাচালক উত্তর দিল, না, স্যার। পণ্ডিত দুঃখিত হয়ে বললেন, ইতিহাস না জানলে তোমার জীবনের এক-চতুর্থাংশ নষ্ট হয়েছে। নৌকাচালক চুপচাপ রইল আর নৌকা চালিয়ে যাচ্ছিল। পণ্ডিত সবুজ নদীর পাড় আর পরিষ্কার আকাশের দিকে তাকিয়ে রইলেন।

কিছুক্ষণ পরে, পণ্ডিত আবার জিজ্ঞেস করলেন, তুমি কি ভূগোল জানো? নৌকাচালক আবারও বলল, না। পণ্ডিত দীর্ঘশ্বাস ফেলে বললেন, তাহলে তোমার জীবনের অর্ধেকটাই নষ্ট হয়েছে। নৌকাচালক কিছু বলল না, সে নীরবে নৌকা বেয়ে যাচ্ছিল। পণ্ডিত এবার আরও জানতে চেয়ে বললেন, তুমি কি কিছু বিজ্ঞান জানো? নৌকাচালক উত্তর দিল, না, স্যার। পণ্ডিত আবার মাথা নাড়লেন এবং বললেন, তাহলে তোমার জীবনের তিন-চতুর্থাংশই নষ্ট হয়েছে।

নৌকাচালক চুপচাপ রইল। হঠাৎ করে আকাশে মেঘে ঢেকে গেল। কালবৈশাখী ঝড় শুরু হলো, যা নদীজলের উপর দিয়ে বয়ে চলছিল। নৌকাটি দুলতে শুরু করায় পণ্ডিত খুব ভয় পেয়ে গেলেন। পণ্ডিতের ভয় দেখে নৌকাচালক শান্তভাবে জিজ্ঞেস করলেন, স্যার, আপনি কি সাঁতার জানেন? পণ্ডিত কাঁপা কাঁপা কণ্ঠে বললেন, না।

নৌকাচালক হেসে বলল, নৌকাটি এখন ডুবতে যাচ্ছে। মনে হচ্ছে, আপনার পুরো জীবনই বিপদে পড়েছে। আপনার বইয়ের জ্ঞান এখন কোনো কাজে আসবে না।

পণ্ডিত এবং একজন মাঝি: এক গ্রামে একজন দরিদ্র মাঝি ছিল

একসময় এক গ্রামে একজন দরিদ্র এবং অশিক্ষিত মাঝি বাস করতেন, যিনি ভোর থেকে সন্ধ্যা পর্যন্ত নৌকা চালাতেন, কেবল জীবিকা নির্বাহের জন্য। বৈশাখ মাসে একদিন একজন পণ্ডিত তার নৌকায় উঠেছিলেন। পণ্ডিত জিজ্ঞাসা করলেন যে মাঝি ইতিহাস পড়েছেন কিনা, যার উত্তরে মাঝি নেতিবাচক উত্তর দিলেন। পণ্ডিত মন্তব্য করলেন যে ইতিহাস সম্পর্কে কোনও জ্ঞান না থাকলে মাঝির জীবনের এক-চতুর্থাংশ নষ্ট হয়ে গেছে। তারপর তিনি মনোরম দৃশ্যের প্রশংসা করলেন এবং মাঝিকে জিজ্ঞাসা করলেন যে ভূগোলের সাথে তার কোনও পরিচয় আছে কিনা। মাঝির উত্তর আবারও নেতিবাচক ছিল, যার ফলে পণ্ডিত ঘোষণা করলেন যে মাঝির জীবনের অর্ধেক হারিয়ে গেছে। মাঝি দুঃখিত বোধ করলেন এবং তার অস্তিত্বের অসারতা সম্পর্কে ভাবলেন। কিছুক্ষণ নীরবতার পর, বিকেলে, পণ্ডিত জিজ্ঞাসা করলেন যে মাঝির বিজ্ঞান সম্পর্কে কোনও জ্ঞান আছে কিনা। মাঝির উত্তর নেতিবাচকই রইল, এবং পণ্ডিত জবাব দিলেন যে মাঝির জীবনের তিন-চতুর্থাংশ এখন ধ্বংস হয়ে গেছে। মাঝি হতাশাগ্রস্ত মেজাজে নৌকা চালাচ্ছিলেন, পণ্ডিত চুপচাপ তার পাশে বসে ছিলেন।

হঠাৎ, আকাশ অন্ধকার হয়ে গেল অশুভ মেঘে, এবং প্রচণ্ড বাতাস বইতে শুরু করল। চারপাশ অন্ধকারে ঢেকে গেল, এবং প্রবল বৃষ্টির সাথে নৌকায় বিদ্যুৎ চমকালো। পণ্ডিত অত্যন্ত ভীত হয়ে পড়লেন। তবে, মাঝি শান্ত রইলেন কারণ তিনি এই ধরণের আবহাওয়ার সাথে অভ্যস্ত ছিলেন। শান্ত কণ্ঠে, মাঝি পণ্ডিতকে জিজ্ঞাসা করলেন যে তিনি সাঁতার কাটতে পারেন কিনা। পণ্ডিত নেতিবাচক স্বরে করুণ সুরে উত্তর দিলেন। মাঝি তখন ঘোষণা করলেন যে নৌকাটি ডুবে যেতে চলেছে, এবং তিনি দেখতে পেলেন যে এই বিপদের মুহূর্তে পণ্ডিতের পাণ্ডিত্যের কোনও লাভ নেই।