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Did You Know? (āĻিāĻŦা āĻাāύাāύে?)
The currency 'peso' mentioned in this Class 10 English story is used in several Latin American countries, including Mexico! The author of this story, G.L. Fuentes, was a famous Mexican writer, poet, and journalist.
đ Summary of A Letter to God (Class 10)
"A Letter to God" is a touching story in the SEBA Class 10 English syllabus about a hardworking farmer named Lencho. He was expecting a good harvest, but a sudden hailstorm completely destroyed his crops. Left with no money and a hungry family, Lencho, who had immense faith in God, decided to write a letter to God asking for 100 pesos. When the postmaster read the letter, he was deeply moved by Lencho's faith. He collected 70 pesos from his employees and friends and sent it to Lencho. However, when Lencho received the money, he was angry because it was less than what he asked for. He thought the post office employees had stolen the rest and wrote another letter to God calling them a "bunch of crooks." The story beautifully highlights the power of faith and the irony of the situation.
1. A Letter to God: Line-by-Line Assamese Translation
THE house — the only one in the entire valley — sat on the crest of a low hill.
āĻā§°āĻো — āϏāĻŽāĻ্ā§° āĻāĻĒāϤ্āϝāĻাāĻোā§° āĻিāϤ⧰āϤ āĻāĻāĻŽাāϤ্ā§° āĻā§° — āĻāĻা āĻাāĻĒā§° āĻĒাāĻšাā§°ā§° āĻিāϞাāϤ āĻ ā§ąāϏ্āĻĨিāϤ āĻāĻিāϞ।
From this height one could see the river and the field of ripe corn dotted with the flowers that always promised a good harvest.
āĻāĻ āĻāĻ্āĻāϤাā§° āĻĒā§°া āύāĻĻীāĻāύ āĻā§°ু āϏāĻĻাāϝ় āĻাāϞ āĻĢāĻāϞ⧰ āĻĒ্ā§°āϤিāĻļ্ā§°ুāϤি āĻĻিāϝ়া āĻĢুāϞেā§°ে āĻā§°া āĻĒāĻা āĻোāĻŽāϧাāύ⧰ āĻĒāĻĨাā§°āĻāύ āĻĻেāĻা āĻৈāĻিāϞ।
The only thing the earth needed was a downpour or at least a shower.
āĻŽাāĻিā§° āĻŦাāĻŦে āĻāĻāĻŽাāϤ্ā§° āĻĒ্ā§°āϝ়োāĻāύীāϝ় āĻŦāϏ্āϤু āĻāĻিāϞ āĻāĻাāĻ āĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖ āĻŦা āĻāĻŽেāĻ āĻāĻাāĻ āĻিāύāĻিāύীāϝ়া āĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖ।
Throughout the morning Lencho — who knew his fields intimately — had done nothing else but see the sky towards the north-east.
āĻĒুā§ąাā§°ে āĻĒā§°া āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§ąে — āϝিāϝ়ে āύিāĻā§° āĻĒāĻĨাā§°āĻāύ āĻুāĻŦ āĻাāϞāĻĻā§°ে āĻাāύিāĻিāϞ — āĻāϤ্āϤ⧰-āĻĒূāĻŦā§° āĻāĻাāĻļāϞৈ āĻোā§ąাā§° āĻŦাāĻšিā§°ে āĻāύ āĻāĻো āĻā§°া āύাāĻিāϞ।
“Now we’re really going to get some water, woman.”
"āĻšেā§°া, āĻāϤিāϝ়া āĻāĻŽি āϏঁāĻাāĻৈāϝ়ে āĻ āϞāĻĒ āĻĒাāύী āĻĒাāĻŽ।"
The woman who was preparing supper, replied, “Yes, God willing”.
āύিāĻļাā§° āĻāĻšাā§° āĻĒ্ā§°āϏ্āϤুāϤ āĻā§°ি āĻĨāĻা āĻŽāĻšিāϞাāĻā§°াāĻীāϝ়ে āĻāϤ্āϤ⧰ āĻĻিāϞে, "āĻšāϝ়, āĻāĻā§ąাāύ⧰ āĻāĻ্āĻা।"
The older boys were working in the field, while the smaller ones were playing near the house until the woman called to them all, “Come for dinner”.
āĻĄাāĻā§° āϞ'ā§°াāĻেāĻāĻাāĻ āĻĒāĻĨাā§°āϤ āĻাāĻŽ āĻā§°ি āĻāĻিāϞ, āĻāύāĻšাāϤে āϏ⧰ুāĻেāĻāĻাāĻ āĻā§°ā§° āĻāĻā§°āϤ āĻেāϞি āĻāĻিāϞ āϝেāϤিāϝ়াāϞৈāĻে āĻŽāĻšিāϞাāĻā§°াāĻীāϝ়ে āϤেāĻঁāϞোāĻ āϏāĻāϞোāĻে āύাāĻŽাāϤিāϞে, "ā§°াāϤিā§° āĻāĻšাā§°ā§° āĻŦাāĻŦে āĻāĻšা।"
It was during the meal that, just as Lencho had predicted, big drops of rain began to fall.
āĻāĻšাā§° āĻ্ā§°āĻšāĻŖā§° āϏāĻŽāϝ়āϤেāĻ, āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§ąে āĻā§ąিāώ্āϝāϤāĻŦাāĻŖী āĻā§°াā§° āĻĻā§°েāĻ āĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖā§° āĻĄাāĻā§° āĻĄাāĻā§° āĻোāĻĒাāϞ āĻĒā§°িāĻŦāϞৈ āϧ⧰িāϞে।
In the north-east huge mountains of clouds could be seen approaching.
āĻāϤ্āϤ⧰-āĻĒূāĻŦ āĻĻিāĻļāϤ āĻĄাā§ąā§°ā§° āĻŦিāĻļাāϞ āĻĒাāĻšাā§° āĻāĻāĻŦাāĻĸ়ি āĻ āĻšা āĻĻেāĻা āĻৈāĻিāϞ।
The air was fresh and sweet.
āĻŦāϤাāĻšāĻাāĻ āϏāϤেāĻ āĻā§°ু āϏুāĻŽāϧুā§° āĻāĻিāϞ।
The man went out for no other reason than to have the pleasure of feeling the rain on his body, and when he returned he exclaimed, ‘‘These aren’t raindrops falling from the sky, they are new coins.
āĻŽাāύুāĻšāĻāύে āĻāύ āĻোāύো āĻাā§°āĻŖāϤ āύāĻšāϝ়, āĻেā§ąāϞ āύিāĻā§° āĻļā§°ীā§°āϤ āĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖā§° āĻ āύুāĻā§ą āϞোā§ąাā§° āĻāύāύ্āĻĻ āϞ'āĻŦāϞৈ āĻāϞাāĻ āĻৈāĻিāϞ, āĻā§°ু āϝেāϤিāϝ়া āĻূā§°ি āĻāĻšিāĻিāϞ āϤেāϤিāϝ়া āϤেāĻঁ āĻŦিāϏ্āĻŽāϝ়েā§°ে āĻৈāĻিāϞ, "āĻāĻāĻŦোā§° āĻāĻাāĻļā§° āĻĒā§°া āϏ⧰ি āĻĒā§°া āĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖā§° āĻোāĻĒাāϞ āύāĻšāϝ়, āĻāĻāĻŦোā§° āύāϤুāύ āĻŽুāĻĻ্ā§°া।
The big drops are ten cent pieces and the little ones are fives.’’
āĻĄাāĻā§° āĻোāĻĒাāϞāĻŦোā§° āĻĻāĻš āĻেāĻŖ্āĻā§° āĻŽুāĻĻ্ā§°া āĻā§°ু āϏ⧰ুāĻŦোā§° āĻĒাঁāĻ āĻেāĻŖ্āĻā§°।"
With a satisfied expression he regarded the field of ripe corn with its flowers, draped in a curtain of rain.
āĻāĻ āϏāύ্āϤুāώ্āĻিā§° āĻাāĻŦেā§°ে āϤেāĻঁ āĻĢুāϞেā§°ে āĻাāϤিāώ্āĻাā§° āĻĒāĻা āĻোāĻŽāϧাāύ⧰ āĻĒāĻĨাā§°āĻāύāϞৈ āĻাāϞে, āϝিāĻāύ āĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖā§° āĻঁā§°āĻাāĻĒোā§°েā§°ে āĻāĻŦৃāϤ āĻšৈ āĻĒā§°িāĻিāϞ।
But suddenly a strong wind began to blow and along with the rain very large hailstones began to fall.
āĻিāύ্āϤু āĻšāĻ াāϤে āĻāĻাāĻ āĻĒ্ā§°āĻŦāϞ āĻŦāϤাāĻš āĻŦāϞিāĻŦāϞৈ āϧ⧰িāϞে āĻā§°ু āĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖā§° āϞāĻāϤে āĻ āϤি āĻĄাāĻā§° āĻļিāϞāĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖ āĻĒā§°িāĻŦāϞৈ āϧ⧰িāϞে।
These truly did resemble new silver coins.
āĻāĻāĻŦোā§° āϏঁāĻাāĻৈāϝ়ে āύāϤুāύ ā§°ূāĻĒā§° āĻŽুāĻĻ্ā§°াā§° āĻĻā§°ে āĻāĻিāϞ।
The boys, exposing themselves to the rain, ran out to collect the frozen pearls.
āϞ'ā§°াāĻেāĻāĻাāĻ āĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖāϤ āϤিāϤি āϏেāĻ āĻোāĻ āĻŽā§°া āĻŽুāĻুāϤাāĻŦোā§° āĻŦুāĻāϞিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻŦাāĻšিā§°āϞৈ āĻĻৌā§°ি āĻ'āϞ।
‘‘It’s really getting bad now,’’ exclaimed the man.
āĻŽাāύুāĻšāĻāύে āĻিāĻā§°ি āĻāĻ িāϞ, "āĻāϤিāϝ়া āϏঁāĻাāĻৈāϝ়ে āĻ ā§ąāϏ্āĻĨা āĻŦেāϝ়া āĻšৈ āĻৈāĻে।"
“I hope it passes quickly.”
"āĻŽāĻ āĻāĻļা āĻā§°োঁ āĻāĻāĻো āϏোāύāĻাāϞে āĻĒাā§° āĻšৈ āϝাāĻŦ।"
It did not pass quickly.
āĻāĻāĻো āϏোāύāĻাāϞে āĻĒাā§° āĻšৈ āύāĻ'āϞ।
For an hour the hail rained on the house, the garden, the hillside, the cornfield, on the whole valley.
āĻāĻāĻŖ্āĻা āϧ⧰ি āĻā§°āĻো, āĻŦাāĻিāĻাāĻāύ, āĻĒাāĻšাā§°ā§° āĻĻাঁāϤি, āĻোāĻŽāϧাāύ⧰ āĻĒāĻĨাā§° āĻā§°ু āϏāĻŽāĻ্ā§° āĻāĻĒāϤ্āϝāĻাāĻোāϤ āĻļিāϞāĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖ āĻĒā§°িāϞ।
The field was white, as if covered with salt.
āĻĒāĻĨাā§°āĻāύ āĻŦāĻা āĻšৈ āĻĒā§°িāĻিāϞ, āϝেāύ āύিāĻŽāĻেā§°েāĻšে āĻĸাāĻি āĻĒেāϞোā§ąা āĻšৈāĻে।
Not a leaf remained on the trees.
āĻāĻāĻŦোā§°āϤ āĻāĻা āĻĒাāϤো āύাāĻĨাāĻিāϞ।
The corn was totally destroyed.
āĻোāĻŽāϧাāύ āϏāĻŽ্āĻĒূā§°্āĻŖā§°ূāĻĒে āϧ্āĻŦংāϏ āĻšৈ āĻ'āϞ।
The flowers were gone from the plants.
āĻāĻāĻŦোā§°ā§° āĻĒā§°া āĻĢুāϞāĻŦোā§° āϏ⧰ি āĻĒā§°িāϞ।
Lencho’s soul was filled with sadness.
āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§° āĻŽāύāĻো āĻĻুāĻেā§°ে āĻā§°ি āĻĒā§°িāϞ।
When the storm had passed, he stood in the middle of the field and said to his sons, “A plague of locusts would have left more than this.
āϧুāĻŽুāĻšা āĻĒাā§° āĻšৈ āϝোā§ąাā§° āĻĒিāĻāϤ, āϤেāĻঁ āĻĒāĻĨাā§°ā§° āĻŽাāĻāϤ āĻĨিāϝ় āĻšৈ āĻĒুāϤেāĻāĻšঁāϤāĻ āĻ’āϞে, "āĻāĻāĻাāĻ āĻাāĻāϤী āĻĢā§°িং āĻ āĻšা āĻš'āϞেāĻ āĻāϝ়াāϤāĻৈ āĻŦেāĻি ā§°ৈ āĻ'āϞāĻšেঁāϤেāύ।
The hail has left nothing.
āĻļিāϞāĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖে āĻāĻোā§ąেāĻ āĻŦাāĻী āύাā§°াāĻিāϞে।
This year we will have no corn.’’
āĻāĻ āĻŦāĻā§° āĻāĻŽাā§° āĻোāύো āĻোāĻŽāϧাāύ āύাāĻĨাāĻিāĻŦ।"
That night was a sorrowful one.
āϏেāĻ ā§°াāϤিāĻো āĻāĻিāϞ āĻāĻ āĻĻুāĻāĻāύāĻ ā§°াāϤি।
“All our work, for nothing.”
"āĻāĻŽাā§° āϏāĻāϞো āĻāώ্āĻ, āĻāύেāĻ āĻ'āϞ।"
‘‘There’s no one who can help us.”
"āĻāĻŽাā§° āϏāĻšাāϝ় āĻā§°িāĻŦ āĻĒā§°া āĻোāύো āύাāĻ।"
“We’ll all go hungry this year.”
"āĻāĻ āĻŦāĻā§° āĻāĻŽি āĻāĻাāĻāϝ়ে āϞāĻোāύে āĻĨাāĻিāĻŦ āϞাāĻিāĻŦ।"
But in the hearts of all who lived in that solitary house in the middle of the valley, there was a single hope: help from God.
āĻিāύ্āϤু āĻāĻĒāϤ্āϝāĻাāĻোā§° āĻŽাāĻāϤ āĻĨāĻা āϏেāĻ āύিāϏংāĻ āĻā§°āĻোāϤ āĻŦাāϏ āĻā§°া āϏāĻāϞোā§°ে āĻšৃāĻĻāϝ়āϤ āĻŽাāϤ্ā§° āĻāĻাāĻ āĻāĻļা āĻāĻিāϞ: āĻāĻā§ąাāύ⧰ āĻĒā§°া āϏāĻšাāϝ়।
“Don’t be so upset, even though this seems like a total loss.
"āĻāĻŽাāύ āĻšāϤাāĻļ āύāĻš'āĻŦা, āϝāĻĻিāĻ āĻāĻāĻো āϏāĻŽ্āĻĒূā§°্āĻŖ āĻ্āώāϤি āϝেāύ āϞাāĻিāĻে।
Remember, no one dies of hunger.”
āĻŽāύāϤ ā§°াāĻিāĻŦা, āĻ āύাāĻšাā§°āϤ āĻোāύেāĻ āύāĻŽā§°ে।"
“That’s what they say: no one dies of hunger.”
"āĻŽাāύুāĻšে āϤেāύেāĻৈāϝ়ে āĻāϝ়: āĻ āύাāĻšাā§°āϤ āĻোāύেāĻ āύāĻŽā§°ে।"
All through the night, Lencho thought only of his one hope: the help of God, whose eyes, as he had been instructed, see everything, even what is deep in one’s conscience.
āĻোāĻেāĻ ā§°াāϤি āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§ąে āĻেā§ąāϞ āϤাā§° āĻāĻāĻŽাāϤ্ā§° āĻāĻļাā§° āĻŦিāώāϝ়ে āĻাāĻŦিāĻিāϞ: āĻāĻā§ąাāύ⧰ āϏāĻšাāϝ়, āϝাā§° āĻāĻুā§ąে, āϝেāύেāĻৈ āϤাāĻ āĻļিāĻোā§ąা āĻšৈāĻিāϞ, āϏāĻāϞো āĻĻেāĻে, āĻāύāĻি āĻāĻāύ āĻŽাāύুāĻšā§° āĻŦিāĻŦেāĻā§° āĻāĻীā§°āϤাāϤ āĻি āĻāĻে āϏেāϝ়াāĻ।
Lencho was an ox of a man, working like an animal in the fields, but still he knew how to write.
āϞেāĻ্āĻো āĻāĻিāϞ āĻāĻāύ āώাঁāĻĄ়āĻā§°ুā§° āĻĻā§°ে āĻĒā§°িāĻļ্ā§°āĻŽী āĻŽাāύুāĻš, āĻĒāĻĨাā§°āϤ āĻāύ্āϤুā§° āĻĻā§°ে āĻাāĻŽ āĻā§°িāĻিāϞ, āĻিāύ্āϤু āϤāĻĨাāĻĒিāĻ āϤেāĻঁ āϞিāĻিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻাāύিāĻিāϞ।
The following Sunday, at daybreak, he began to write a letter which he himself would carry to town and place in the mail.
āĻĒিāĻā§° āĻĻেāĻāĻŦাā§°ে, ā§°াāϤিāĻĒুā§ąাāĻ āϤেāĻঁ āĻāĻāύ āĻিāĻ ি āϞিāĻিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻā§°āĻŽ্āĻ āĻā§°িāϞে āϝিāĻāύ āϤেāĻঁ āύিāĻেāĻ āĻāĻšā§°āϞৈ āϞৈ āĻৈ āĻĄাāĻāϤ āĻĻিāĻŦ।
It was nothing less than a letter to God.
āĻāĻāĻো āĻāĻā§ąাāύāϞৈ āϞিāĻা āĻāĻāύ āĻিāĻ িāϤāĻৈ āĻāĻŽ āύাāĻিāϞ।
“God,” he wrote, “if you don’t help me, my family and I will go hungry this year.
āϤেāĻঁ āϞিāĻিāĻিāϞ, "āĻāĻā§ąাāύ, āϝāĻĻি āϤুāĻŽি āĻŽোāĻ āϏāĻšাāϝ় āύāĻā§°া, āϤেāύ্āϤে āĻŽāĻ āĻā§°ু āĻŽোā§° āĻĒā§°িāϝ়াāϞ āĻāĻ āĻŦāĻā§° āϞāĻোāύে āĻĨাāĻিāĻŦ āϞাāĻিāĻŦ।
I need a hundred pesos in order to sow my field again and to live until the crop comes, because the hailstorm....”
āĻāĻৌ āĻĒāĻĨাā§°āϤ āĻŦীāĻ āϏিঁāĻিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻā§°ু āĻļāϏ্āϝ āĻāĻĒোā§ąাāϞৈāĻে āĻীāϝ়াāĻ āĻĨাāĻিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻŽোāĻ āĻāĻļ āĻĒেāĻোā§° (pesos) āĻĒ্ā§°āϝ়োāĻāύ, āĻাā§°āĻŖ āĻļিāϞāĻŦā§°āώুāĻŖে...."
He wrote ‘To God’ on the envelope, put the letter inside and, still troubled, went to town.
āϤেāĻঁ āĻাāĻŽāĻোā§° āĻāĻĒā§°āϤ ‘āĻāĻā§ąাāύāϞৈ’ āĻŦুāϞি āϞিāĻিāϞে, āĻিāĻ িāĻāύ āĻিāϤ⧰āϤ āĻā§°াāϞে āĻā§°ু āĻāĻĻ্āĻŦিāĻ্āύ āĻšৈāϝ়ে āĻāĻšā§°āϞৈ āĻ'āϞ।
At the post office, he placed a stamp on the letter and dropped it into the mailbox.
āĻĄাāĻāĻā§°āϤ āϤেāĻঁ āĻিāĻ িāĻāύāϤ āĻŽোāĻšā§° āϞāĻাāϞে āĻā§°ু āĻĄাāĻāĻŦাāĻāĻāϤ āĻĒেāϞাāĻ āĻĻিāϞে।
One of the employees, who was a postman and also helped at the post office, went to his boss laughing heartily and showed him the letter to God.
āĻā§°্āĻŽāĻাā§°ীāϏāĻāϞ⧰ āĻŽাāĻā§° āĻāĻāύ, āϝি āĻāĻāύ āĻĄাāĻোā§ąাāϞ āĻāĻিāϞ āĻā§°ু āĻĄাāĻāĻā§°āϤো āϏāĻšাāϝ় āĻā§°িāĻিāϞ, āϤেāĻঁ āĻšিāϝ়া āĻāĻাā§°ি āĻšাঁāĻšি āĻšাঁāĻšি āϤেāĻঁā§° āĻŦāĻā§° āĻāĻā§°āϞৈ āĻ'āϞ āĻā§°ু āĻāĻā§ąাāύāϞৈ āϞিāĻা āĻিāĻ িāĻāύ āĻĻেāĻুā§ąাāϞে।
Never in his career as a postman had he known that address.
āĻĄাāĻোā§ąাāϞ āĻšিāĻাāĻĒে āϤেāĻঁā§° āĻā§°্āĻŽāĻীā§ąāύāϤ āϏেāĻ āĻ িāĻāύা āϤেāĻঁ āĻেāϤিāϝ়াāĻ āĻāύা āύাāĻিāϞ।
The postmaster — a fat, amiable fellow — also broke out laughing, but almost immediately he turned serious and, tapping the letter on his desk, commented, “What faith!
āĻĄাāĻāĻŽাāώ্āĻā§° — āĻāĻāύ āĻļāĻāϤ, āĻ āĻŽাāϝ়িāĻ āĻŽাāύুāĻš — āϤেā§ąোঁ āĻšাঁāĻšিāĻŦāϞৈ āϧ⧰িāϞে, āĻিāύ্āϤু āĻĒ্ā§°াāϝ় āϞāĻে āϞāĻেāĻ āϤেāĻঁ āĻāĻŽ্āĻীā§° āĻšৈ āĻĒā§°িāϞ āĻā§°ু āύিāĻā§° āĻŽেāĻāϤ āĻিāĻ িāĻāύ āĻĨāĻĒā§°িāϝ়াāĻ āĻŽāύ্āϤāĻŦ্āϝ āĻā§°িāϞে, "āĻি āĻŦিāĻļ্āĻŦাāϏ!
I wish I had the faith of the man who wrote this letter.
āĻāĻ āĻিāĻ িāĻāύ āϞিāĻা āĻŽাāύুāĻšāĻāύ⧰ āĻĻā§°ে āĻŦিāĻļ্āĻŦাāϏ āĻŽোā§°ো āĻĨāĻা āĻš'āϞে।
Starting up a correspondence with God!”
āĻāĻā§ąাāύ⧰ āϏৈāϤে āĻিāĻ িā§° āĻāĻĻাāύ-āĻĒ্ā§°āĻĻাāύ āĻā§°āĻŽ্āĻ āĻā§°িāĻে!"
So, in order not to shake the writer’s faith in God, the postmaster came up with an idea: answer the letter.
āĻāϤিāĻে, āϞেāĻāĻে āĻāĻā§ąাāύ⧰ āĻĒ্ā§°āϤি ā§°āĻা āĻŦিāĻļ্āĻŦাāϏ āϝাāϤে āĻংāĻ āύāĻšāϝ়, āϤাā§° āĻŦাāĻŦে āĻĄাāĻāĻŽাāώ্āĻā§°ā§° āĻŽāύāϞৈ āĻāĻা āϧাā§°āĻŖা āĻāĻšিāϞ: āĻিāĻ িāĻāύ⧰ āĻāϤ্āϤ⧰ āĻĻিāϝ়া।
But when he opened it, it was evident that to answer it he needed something more than goodwill, ink and paper.
āĻিāύ্āϤু āϝেāϤিāϝ়া āϤেāĻঁ āϏেāĻāĻāύ āĻুāϞিāϞে, āϤেāϤিāϝ়া āϏ্āĻĒāώ্āĻ āĻšৈ āĻĒā§°িāϞ āϝে āĻāϝ়াā§° āĻāϤ্āϤ⧰ āĻĻিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻļুāĻেāĻ্āĻা, āĻিāϝ়াāĻšী āĻā§°ু āĻাāĻāĻā§° āĻŦাāĻšিā§°েāĻ āĻāύ āĻিāĻŦা āĻāĻাā§° āĻĒ্ā§°āϝ়োāĻāύ।
But he stuck to his resolution: he asked for money from his employees, he himself gave part of his salary, and several friends of his were obliged to give something ‘for an act of charity’.
āĻিāύ্āϤু āϤেāĻঁ āύিāĻā§° āϏিāĻĻ্āϧাāύ্āϤāϤ āĻ āĻāϞ āĻĨাāĻিāϞ: āϤেāĻঁ āĻā§°্āĻŽāĻাā§°ীāϏāĻāϞ⧰ āĻĒā§°া āĻāĻা āĻুāĻিāϞে, āύিāĻেāĻ āĻĻā§°āĻŽāĻšাā§° āĻāĻা āĻ ংāĻļ āĻĻিāϞে, āĻā§°ু āϤেāĻঁā§° āĻেāĻāĻŦাāĻāύো āĻŦāύ্āϧুā§ąে ‘āĻāĻ āĻĻাāύ⧰ āĻাāĻŽ’ āĻšিāĻাāĻĒে āĻিāĻŦা āĻāĻা āĻĻিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻŦাāϧ্āϝ āĻš'āϞ।
It was impossible for him to gather together the hundred pesos, so he was able to send the farmer only a little more than half.
āϤেāĻঁā§° āĻŦাāĻŦে āĻāĻļ āĻĒেāĻো āĻāĻেāϞāĻে āϏংāĻ্ā§°āĻš āĻā§°াāĻো āĻ āϏāĻŽ্āĻā§ą āĻāĻিāϞ, āĻāϤিāĻে āϤেāĻঁ āĻেāϤিāϝ়āĻāĻāύāĻ āĻāϧাāϤāĻৈ āĻŽাāϤ্ā§° āĻ āϞāĻĒ āĻŦেāĻিāĻšে āĻĒāĻ িāϝ়াāĻŦāϞৈ āϏāĻ্āώāĻŽ āĻšৈāĻিāϞ।
He put the money in an envelope addressed to Lencho and with it a letter containing only a single word as a signature: God.
āϤেāĻঁ āĻāĻাāĻিāύি āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§° āĻ িāĻāύা āĻĨāĻা āĻাāĻŽ āĻāĻাāϤ āĻā§°াāϞে āĻā§°ু āϤাā§° āϞāĻāϤে āĻāĻāύ āĻিāĻ ি āĻĻিāϞে āϝ’āϤ āϏ্āĻŦাāĻ্āώ⧰ āĻšিāĻাāĻĒে āĻŽাāϤ্ā§° āĻāĻা āĻļāĻŦ্āĻĻ āϞিāĻা āĻāĻিāϞ: āĻāĻā§ąাāύ।
The following Sunday Lencho came a bit earlier than usual to ask if there was a letter for him.
āĻĒিāĻā§° āĻĻেāĻāĻŦাā§°ে āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§ąে āϤেāĻঁā§° āĻŦাāĻŦে āĻিāĻŦা āĻিāĻ ি āĻāĻšিāĻে āύেāĻি āϏুāϧিāĻŦāϞৈ āϏāĻā§°াāĻā§° āĻ āĻšাāϤāĻৈ āĻ āϞāĻĒ āϏোāύāĻাāϞে āĻāĻšিāϞ।
It was the postman himself who handed the letter to him while the postmaster, experiencing the contentment of a man who has performed a good deed, looked on from his office.
āĻĄাāĻোā§ąাāϞāĻāύে āύিāĻেāĻ āϤেāĻঁāĻ āĻিāĻ িāĻāύ āĻĻিāϞে āĻāύāĻšাāϤে āĻĄাāĻāĻŽাāώ্āĻā§°āĻāύে, āĻāĻা āĻাāϞ āĻাāĻŽ āĻā§°াā§° āϏāύ্āϤুāώ্āĻি āĻ āύুāĻā§ą āĻā§°ি, āϤেāĻঁā§° āĻাā§°্āϝাāϞāϝ়ā§° āĻĒā§°া āĻাāĻ āĻāĻিāϞ।
Lencho showed not the slightest surprise on seeing the money; such was his confidence — but he became angry when he counted the money.
āĻāĻাāĻিāύি āĻĻেāĻি āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§ąে āĻ āϞāĻĒো āĻāĻā§°িāϤ āĻšোā§ąা āύাāĻিāϞ; āϤেāĻঁā§° āĻāϤ্āĻŽāĻŦিāĻļ্āĻŦাāϏ āĻāĻিāϞ āϤেāύেāĻুā§ąাāĻ — āĻিāύ্āϤু āĻāĻাāĻিāύি āĻšিāĻাāĻĒ āĻā§°োঁāϤে āϤেāĻঁā§° āĻং āĻāĻ ি āĻ'āϞ।
God could not have made a mistake, nor could he have denied Lencho what he had requested.
āĻāĻā§ąাāύে āĻেāϤিāϝ়াāĻ āĻুāϞ āĻā§°িāĻŦ āύোā§ąাā§°ে, āĻā§°ু āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§ąে āϝি āĻŦিāĻাā§°িāĻিāϞ āϏেāϝ়া āĻāĻā§ąাāύে āĻ āϏ্āĻŦীāĻাā§° āĻā§°িāĻŦ āύোā§ąাā§°ে।
Immediately, Lencho went up to the window to ask for paper and ink.
āϞāĻে āϞāĻে āϞেāĻ্āĻোā§ąে āĻাāĻāĻ āĻā§°ু āĻিāϝ়াāĻšী āĻŦিāĻাā§°ি āĻিā§°িāĻীāĻāύ⧰ āĻāĻā§°āϞৈ āĻ'āϞ।
On the public writing-table, he started to write, with much wrinkling of his brow, caused by the effort he had to make to express his ideas.
ā§°াāĻāĻšুā§ąা āϞিāĻা āĻŽেāĻāĻāύāϤ āϤেāĻঁ āύিāĻā§° āĻাā§ą āĻĒ্ā§°āĻাāĻļ āĻā§°িāĻŦāϞৈ āĻā§°িāĻŦāϞāĻীāϝ়া āĻĒ্ā§°āĻেāώ্āĻাā§° āĻŦাāĻŦে āĻāĻĒাāϞ āĻোঁāĻ āĻুā§ąাāĻ āϞিāĻিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻā§°āĻŽ্āĻ āĻā§°িāϞে।
When he finished, he went to the window to buy a stamp which he licked and then affixed to the envelope with a blow of his fist.
āϝেāϤিāϝ়া āϤেāĻঁā§° āϞিāĻা āĻļেāώ āĻš'āϞ, āϤেāϤিāϝ়া āϤেāĻঁ āĻিāĻāĻ āĻিāύিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻিā§°িāĻীāĻāύ⧰ āĻāĻā§°āϞৈ āĻৈ āĻিāĻāĻāĻোāϤ āĻĨু āϞāĻাāĻ āύিāĻā§° āĻšাāϤ⧰ āĻŽুāĻ িā§°ে āĻŽাā§°ি āĻাāĻŽāĻোāϤ āϞāĻাāĻ āĻĻিāϞে।
The moment the letter fell into the mailbox the postmaster went to open it.
āĻিāĻ িāĻāύ āĻĄাāĻāĻŦাāĻāĻāϤ āĻĒā§°াā§° āϞāĻে āϞāĻেāĻ āĻĄাāĻāĻŽাāώ্āĻā§°āĻāύে āϏেāĻāĻāύ āĻুāϞিāĻŦāϞৈ āĻ'āϞ।
It said: “God: Of the money that I asked for, only seventy pesos reached me.
āϤাāϤ āϞিāĻা āĻāĻিāϞ: “āĻāĻā§ąাāύ: āĻŽāĻ āĻŦিāĻā§°া āĻāĻাāĻিāύিā§° āĻিāϤ⧰āϤ āĻŽাāϤ্ā§° āϏāϤ্āϤ⧰ āĻĒেāĻোāĻšে āĻŽোā§° āĻšাāϤāϤ āĻĒā§°িāĻেāĻšি।
Send me the rest, since I need it very much.
āĻŦাāĻীāĻিāύি āĻŽোāϞৈ āĻĒāĻ াāĻ āĻĻিāϝ়া, āϝিāĻšেāϤু āĻŽোā§° āĻāϝ়াā§° āĻŦāĻšুāϤ āĻĒ্ā§°āϝ়োāĻāύ।
But don’t send it to me through the mail because the post office employees are a bunch of crooks. Lencho.”
āĻিāύ্āϤু āĻāĻāĻো āĻĄাāĻāϝোāĻে āĻŽোāϞৈ āύāĻĒāĻ াāĻŦা āĻাā§°āĻŖ āĻĄাāĻāĻā§°ā§° āĻā§°্āĻŽāĻাā§°ীāĻŦোā§° āĻšৈāĻে āĻāĻ āĻ āĻā§° āĻĻāϞ। āϞেāĻ্āĻো।”
2. A Letter to God: Oral Comprehension Check Answers
Oral Comprehension Check – 1
1. Q: What did Lencho hope for?
Ans: Lencho hoped for a good rainfall for his ripe corn field and a good harvest.
2. Q: Why did Lencho say the raindrops were like “new coins”?
Ans: Lencho said this because the rain would help his crops grow and bring him money and prosperity. The big raindrops looked like ten-cent coins and the small ones like five-cent coins.
3. Q: How did the rain change? What happened to Lencho’s fields?
Ans: The rain soon changed into a hailstorm with strong winds and large hailstones. The hailstorm completely destroyed Lencho’s corn field and crops.
4. Q: What were Lencho’s feelings when the hail stopped?
Ans: Lencho felt very sad and hopeless. He believed that all his hard work had been ruined and his family would suffer from hunger.
Oral Comprehension Check – 2
1. Q: Who or what did Lencho have faith in? What did he do?
Ans: Lencho had complete faith in God. He wrote a letter to God asking for one hundred pesos to help his family and sow his field again.
2. Q: Who read the letter?
Ans: The postman first read the letter and then showed it to the postmaster.
3. Q: What did the postmaster do then?
Ans: The postmaster decided to help Lencho so that his faith in God would not break. He collected money from his employees, friends, and part of his own salary and sent it to Lencho in an envelope signed “God”.
Oral Comprehension Check – 3
1. Q: Was Lencho surprised to find a letter for him with money in it?
Ans: No, Lencho was not surprised because he had complete faith in God and expected help from Him.
2. Q: What made him angry?
Ans: Lencho became angry after counting the money because he had asked for one hundred pesos but received only seventy pesos.
3. Thinking about the Text (Textual Q&A)
1. Q: Who does Lencho have complete faith in? Which sentences in the story tell you this?
Ans: Lencho has complete faith in God.
The sentences that show this are:
“But in the hearts of all who lived in that solitary house in the middle of the valley, there was a single hope: help from God.”
“All through the night, Lencho thought only of his one hope: the help of God.”
He also wrote a letter directly to God asking for money.
2. Q: Why does the postmaster send money to Lencho? Why does he sign the letter ‘God’?
Ans: The postmaster sends money to Lencho because he does not want to break Lencho’s faith in God. He is touched by Lencho’s strong belief and wants to help him.
He signs the letter “God” so that Lencho will believe that the money has really come from God.
3. Q: Did Lencho try to find out who had sent the money to him? Why/Why not?
Ans: No, Lencho did not try to find out who had sent the money. He strongly believed that God had sent it to him because he had complete faith in God.
4. Q: Who does Lencho think has taken the rest of the money? What is the irony in the situation?
Ans: Lencho thinks that the post office employees have taken the rest of the money.
The irony in the situation is that the post office employees were actually the people who had collected money and helped Lencho out of kindness. But instead of thanking them, Lencho wrongly accused them of stealing the money. He also calls them “a bunch of crooks,” which means a group of dishonest people or thieves.
5. Q: Are there people like Lencho in the real world? What kind of a person would you say he is?
Ans: Yes, there are people like Lencho in the real world who have deep faith in God.
Lencho was a simple, hardworking, and unquestioning man. He was also naïve because he could not understand who had really helped him.
6. Q: There are two kinds of conflict in the story: between humans and nature, and between humans themselves. How are these conflicts illustrated?
Ans: The conflict between humans and nature is shown through the hailstorm that destroys Lencho’s crops and hard work.
The conflict between humans themselves is shown when Lencho wrongly suspects the post office employees of stealing his money, even though they were helping him.
4. Thinking about Language (Grammar & Vocabulary)
I. Storms Dictionary
| Description | Answer |
|---|---|
| 1. A violent tropical storm in which strong winds move in a circle | Cyclone |
| 2. An extremely strong wind | Gale |
| 3. A violent tropical storm with very strong winds | Typhoon |
| 4. A violent storm whose centre is a cloud in the shape of a funnel | Tornado |
| 5. A violent storm with very strong winds, especially in the western Atlantic Ocean | Hurricane |
| 6. A very strong wind that moves very fast in a spinning movement and causes a lot of damage | Whirlwind |
II. Notice how the word ‘hope’ is used in these sentences from the story.
| Column A | Column B |
|---|---|
| 1. Will you get the subjects you want to study in college? I hope so. | wanting something to happen (and thinking it quite possible) |
| 2. I hope you don't mind my saying this, but I don't like the way you are arguing. | showing concern that what you say should not offend or disturb the other person |
| 3. This discovery will give new hope to HIV/AIDS sufferers. | a feeling that something good will probably happen |
| 4. We were hoping against hope that the judges would not notice our mistakes. | wishing for something to happen, although this is very unlikely |
| 5. I called early in the hope of speaking to her before she went to school. | thinking that this would happen |
| 6. Just when everybody had given up hope, the fishermen came back, seven days after the cyclone. | stopped believing that this good thing would happen |
III. Relative Clauses: Join the sentences given below using who, whom, whose, which.
1. Q: I often go to Mumbai. Mumbai is the commercial capital of India. (which)
Ans: I often go to Mumbai, which is the commercial capital of India.
2. Q: My mother is going to host a TV show on cooking. She cooks very well. (who)
Ans: My mother, who cooks very well, is going to host a TV show on cooking.
3. Q: These sportspersons are going to meet the President. Their performance has been excellent. (whose)
Ans: These sportspersons, whose performance has been excellent, are going to meet the President.
4. Q: Lencho prayed to God. His eyes see into our minds. (whose)
Ans: Lencho prayed to God, whose eyes see into our minds.
5. Q: This man cheated me. I trusted him. (whom)
Ans: This is the man whom I trusted.
IV. Using Negatives for Emphasis
- 1. The trees lost all their leaves.
Ans: Not a leaf remained on the trees. - 2. The letter was addressed to God himself.
Ans: It was nothing less than a letter to God. - 3. The postman saw this address for the first time in his career.
Ans: Never in his career as a postman had he known that address.
V. Metaphors
| Object | Metaphor | Quality or Feature Compared |
|---|---|---|
| Cloud | Huge mountains of clouds | The mass or hugeness of mountains |
| Raindrops | New coins | Valuable like money |
| Hailstones | Frozen pearls | Round shape and shining appearance |
| Locusts | A plague of locusts | Great destruction |
| Lencho | An ox of a man | Hardworking and strong nature |
5. FAQs on A Letter to God Class 10
Q. What is the main theme of "A Letter to God" Class 10 SEBA/ASSEB?
Ans: The main theme of "A Letter to God" is extreme faith in God. The story shows how a simple farmer named Lencho strongly believes that God will help him when his crops are completely destroyed by a hailstorm.
Q. Why did Lencho say the raindrops were like "new coins" in A Letter to God?
Ans: Lencho compared the raindrops to "new coins" because the rain would help his cornfield produce a good harvest, which he could sell to earn money and bring prosperity to his family.
Q. What is the irony at the end of A Letter to God?
Ans: The irony is that the post office employees who collected their own money to help Lencho and keep his faith alive were called a "bunch of crooks" by him because he thought they stole the remaining 30 pesos.
Q. Where can I find the Assamese translation for Class 10 English A Letter to God?
Ans: You can find the complete line-by-line Assamese translation, along with grammar notes and textual question answers for "A Letter to God" right here on PoraGhar Axom.
Final Thoughts
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