A young boy goes to the fair with his parents but gets separated from them. Overcome with excitement at all the sights and sounds of the fair, the boy loses track of where his parents are. When he turns around to look for them, they are no longer there. The boy begins crying desperately, trying to find his parents but becoming overwhelmed in the large crowds. A kind stranger tries to comfort the boy and shows him attractions at the fair, but the boy only wants his mother and father, crying and sobbing for them.

1. The lost child
By -Mulk Raj Anand

2. Q)What is your opinion or thinking about this
chapter on which theme the chapter will move
on? Weather happy or sorrow. Why?

3. Q)Anyone have any experience that you have lost
in fair or any places?

4. INTRODUCTION
A child goes to a fair with his parents. He is happy and excited
and wants the sweet and toys displayed there. But his parents
don’t buy them for him. Why then does he refuse when someone
else offers them to him?

5. • It was spring time. Every people
were keen on fair and went to fair. In
fair some walked, some ode on
horses, others sat. But our hero the
little boy running between his
father’s leg.
• His parents were calling him and
asked him to follow them but the was
lagging back with the excitement of
seeing stalls in road. He went back of
his parents but his eyes were
wandering.

6. • He demanded the sweets and toys
displayed in the shops. He felt
attracted towards many things so he
lagged behind time and again. When
the boy demanded a toy, his father
looked at him red-eyed in his familiar
tyrant’s way. The boy tried to catch
the dragon-flies in the mustard field
on the way and again was left behind.
Then his parents called him again.
• Then his parents took rest for a while
under a banyan tree and after some
time they reached the fair. The boy
lost his mind in the whirlpool of the
fair. Then he suddenly listened to the
loud voice of a sweet seller and slowly
murmured ‘I want that Burfi’. But he
did not do so for fear of his father. He
also eagerly watched gulmohur
flower, balloons.

7. • Then the boy boldly requested his parents
to let him have a ride on a roundabout and
turned back to look them. But to his
surprise no sign of them was there. A full,
deep cry rose within his dry throat and
with a sudden jerk of his body he ran from
where he stood, crying in real fear:
‘Mother, Father’. Now the boy had been
separated from his parents.
• The poor child struggled to make his way
between the feet of people but was
knocked to and fro by their brutal
movements. He might have been trampled
underfeet, had he not shrieked at the
highest pitch of his voice: ‘Mother, Father’.
The boy was not able to find his parents
anywhere.

8. • A kind-hearted man lifted
up the boy in his arms and
tried his best to console
the boy. That man took the
boy to a flower– seller,
balloon-seller, snake-
charmer, juggler and for
joy-ride also. But the boy
had no interest in all these
things except his parents.
He cried and sobbed, ‘‘I
want my mother, I want my
father!’’