Artham
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For Session 2024-25
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CHAPTER 1: THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY
, THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY
01
THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY
~Summary~
The Author Remembers his Grandmother and Grandfather
The author recalls his grandmother as a very old lady. For the twenty years
that the author had known his grandmother, he had found her old and wrinkled.
It was hard for him to believe that she had once been young and pretty and she had a husband.
Khushwant Singh's grandfather's portrait hung on the wall of the drawing room. He wore a big
turban. His clothes were loose. He looked at least a hundred years old. Looking at his portrait,
one could not imagine him in his youth with his wife and children.
The Author's Grandmother
The thought of the grandmother being young and pretty was almost revolting to him. She was
short, fat and slightly bent in stature. Her face was a criss-cross of wrinkles. Her silvery white
hair was scattered over her wrinkled face.
The author remembered her hobbling around the house in spotless white clothes with one
hand resting on her waist to balance her stoop and the other hand busy counting the beads of
her rosary. Her lips constantly moved in inaudible prayer.
To the author, she could never have been pretty, but she reflected a divine beauty. She was like
the winter landscape in the mountains.
The Author's Childhood with his Grandmother
The author and his grandmother were good friends. His parents left him to stay with her when
they shifted to the city. In the village, his grandmother took care of all his needs. She was quite
active and agile. She used to wake him up in the morning and get him ready for school.
She said her morning prayers in a sing-song manner while she bathed and dressed him in the
hope that her grandson would learn them by heart. The author listened to the prayers because
he loved her voice, but never bothered to learn them.
Then she would fetch his wooden slate which, she had already washed, and plastered it with
yellow chalk. She would take an earthen inkpot and a reed pen and tie them in a bundle and hand
it to author. After having a thick, stale chapatti with a little butter and sugar spread on it for
breakfast, they used to leave for school. The author's grandmother always accompanied him to
the school as it was attached to the temple.
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Resource Material
For Session 2024-25
Best Notes
CBSECLASS 11 ENGLISH
100% updated as per 2023-24 curriculum
Quick Revision, tips, notes & mind maps
Easily Understandable & effective language
To the point Answers
,ENGLISH
CHAPTER 1: THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY
, THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY
01
THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY
~Summary~
The Author Remembers his Grandmother and Grandfather
The author recalls his grandmother as a very old lady. For the twenty years
that the author had known his grandmother, he had found her old and wrinkled.
It was hard for him to believe that she had once been young and pretty and she had a husband.
Khushwant Singh's grandfather's portrait hung on the wall of the drawing room. He wore a big
turban. His clothes were loose. He looked at least a hundred years old. Looking at his portrait,
one could not imagine him in his youth with his wife and children.
The Author's Grandmother
The thought of the grandmother being young and pretty was almost revolting to him. She was
short, fat and slightly bent in stature. Her face was a criss-cross of wrinkles. Her silvery white
hair was scattered over her wrinkled face.
The author remembered her hobbling around the house in spotless white clothes with one
hand resting on her waist to balance her stoop and the other hand busy counting the beads of
her rosary. Her lips constantly moved in inaudible prayer.
To the author, she could never have been pretty, but she reflected a divine beauty. She was like
the winter landscape in the mountains.
The Author's Childhood with his Grandmother
The author and his grandmother were good friends. His parents left him to stay with her when
they shifted to the city. In the village, his grandmother took care of all his needs. She was quite
active and agile. She used to wake him up in the morning and get him ready for school.
She said her morning prayers in a sing-song manner while she bathed and dressed him in the
hope that her grandson would learn them by heart. The author listened to the prayers because
he loved her voice, but never bothered to learn them.
Then she would fetch his wooden slate which, she had already washed, and plastered it with
yellow chalk. She would take an earthen inkpot and a reed pen and tie them in a bundle and hand
it to author. After having a thick, stale chapatti with a little butter and sugar spread on it for
breakfast, they used to leave for school. The author's grandmother always accompanied him to
the school as it was attached to the temple.
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