The Homecoming – Rabindranath Tagore
Phatik Chakravarti was the ringleader among the boys of the village. One day a plan for new mischief entered his head. There was a heavy log lying on the mud-flat of the river, waiting to be shaped into a mast for a boat. His plan was that they should all work together to shift the log by main force from its place and roll it away. The owner of the log would be angry and surprised, while they would all enjoy the fun. Everyone supported the proposal, and it was carried unanimously.
But just as the fun was about to begin, Makhan, Phatik’s young brother, sauntered up without a word and sat down on the log in front of them all. The boys were puzzled for a moment. One of them pushed him rather timidly, and told him to get up; but he remained quite unconcerned. He appeared like a young philosopher meditating on the futility of games. Phatik was furious. ‘Makhan,’ he cried, ‘if you don’t get up this minute, I’ll thrash you!’
Makhan only moved to a more comfortable position.
Now, if Phatik was to keep his real dignity before the public, it was clear that he must carry out his threat. But his courage failed him at the crisis. His fertile brain, however, rapidly seized upon a new manoeuvre which would discomfort his brother and afford his followers added amusement. He gave the word of command to roll the log and Makhan over together. Makhan heard the order and made it a point of honour to stick on. But like those who attempt earthly fame in other matters, he over-looked the fact that there was peril in it.
The boys began to heave at the log with all their might, calling out, ‘One, two, three, go!’ At the word ‘go’ the log went; and with it went Makhan’s philosophy, glory and all.
The other boys shouted themselves hoarse with delight. But Phatik was a little frightened. He knew what was coming. And he was not mistaken, for Makhan rose from Mother Earth blind as Fate and screaming like the Furies. He rushed at Phatik, scratched his face, beat him and kicked him, and then went crying home. The first act of the drama was over.
Phatik wiped his face, and sitting down on the edge of a sunken barge by the river-bank, began to nibble a piece of grass. A boat came up to the landing and a middle-aged man, with grey hair and dark moustache, stepped on shore. He saw the boy sitting there, doing nothing and asked him where the Chakravartis lived. Phatik went on nibbling the grass and said: ‘Over there;’ but it was quite impossible to tell where he pointed. The stranger asked him again. He swung his legs to and fro on the side of the barge and said: ‘Go and find out,’ and continued to nibble the grass.
But, at that moment, a servant came down from the house and told Phatik that his mother wanted him. Phatik refused to move. But on this occasion the servant was the master. He roughly took Phatik up and carried him, kicking and struggling in impotent rage.
When Phatik entered the house, his mother saw him and called out angrily: ‘So you have been hitting Makhan again?’
Phatik answered indignantly: ‘No, I haven’t! Who told you that I had?’
His mother shouted: ‘Don’t tell lies! You have.’
Phatik said sullenly: ‘I tell you, I haven’t. You ask Makhan!’ But Makhan thought it best to stick to his previous statement. He said: ‘Yes, mother, Phatik did hit me.’
Phatik’s patience was already exhausted. He could not bear this injustice. He rushed at Makhan and rained on him a shower of blows: ‘Take that,’ he cried, ‘and that, and that, for telling lies.’
His mother took Makhan’s side in a moment, and pulled Phatik away, returning his blows with equal vigour. When Phatik pushed her aside, she shouted out: ‘What! You little villain! Would you hit your own mother?’
It was just at this critical moment that the grey-haired stranger arrived. He asked what had occurred. Phatik looked sheepish and ashamed.
But when his mother stepped back and looked at the stranger, her anger was changed into surprise. For she recognised her brother and cried: ‘Why, Dada! Where have you come from?’
As she said these words, she bowed to the ground and touched his feet. Her brother Bishambar had gone away soon after she had married, and had started business in Bombay. She herself had lost her husband while he was there. Bishambar had now come back to Calcutta, and had at once made inquiries concerning his sister. As soon as he found out where she was, he had hastened to see her.
The next few days were full of rejoicing. The brother asked how the two boys were being brought up. He was told by his sister that Phatik was a perpetual nuisance. He was lazy, disobedient, and wild. But Makhan was as good as gold, as quiet as a lamb, and very fond of reading. Bishambar kindly offered to take Phatik off his sister’s hands and educate him with his own children in Calcutta. The widowed mother readily agreed. When his uncle asked Phatik if he would like to go to Calcutta with him, his joy knew no bounds, and he said: ‘Oh, yes, yes, uncle!’ in a way that made it quite clear that he meant it.
It was an immense relief to the mother to get rid of Phatik. She had a prejudice against the boy, and no love was lost between the two brothers. She was in daily fear that he would some day either drown Makhan in the river, or break his head in a fight, or urge him on into some danger. At the same time she was a little distressed to see Phatik’s extreme eagerness to leave his home.
Phatik, as soon as all was settled, kept asking his uncle every minute when they were to start. He was on pins all day long with excitement and lay awake most of the night. He bequeathed to Makhan, in perpetuity, his fishing-rod, his big knife, and his marbles. Indeed, at this time of departure, his generosity towards Makhan was unbounded.
When they reached Calcutta, Phatik met his aunt for the first time. She was by no means pleased with this unnecessary addition to her family. She found her own three boys quite enough to manage without taking anyone else. And to bring a village lad of fourteen into their midst was terribly upsetting. Bishambar should really have thought twice before committing such an indiscretion.
In this world there is no worse nuisance than a boy at the age of fourteen. He is neither ornamental nor useful. It is impossible to shower affection on him as on a smaller boy; and he is always getting in the way. If he talks with a childish lisp he is called a baby, and if in a grownup way he is called impertinent. In fact, talk of any kind from him is resented. Then he is at the unattractive, growing age. He grows out of his clothes with indecent haste; his voice grows hoarse and breaks and quavers; his face grows suddenly angular and unsightly. It is easy to excuse the shortcomings of early childhood, but it is hard to tolerate even unavoidable lapses in a boy of fourteen. He becomes painfully self-conscious, and when he talks with elderly people he is either unduly forward, or else so unduly shy that he appears ashamed of his own existence.
Yes, it is at this age that in his heart of hearts, a young lad most craves recognition and love and he becomes the devoted slave of anyone who shows him consideration. But none dare openly love him, for that would be regarded as undue indulgence and therefore bad for the boy. So, what with scolding and chiding, he becomes very much like a stray dog that has lost its master.
His own home is the only paradise that a boy of fourteen can know. To live in a strange house with strange people is little short of torture; while it is the height of bliss to receive the kind looks of women and never to suffer their slights.
It was anguish to Phatik to be an unwelcome guest in his aunt’s house, constantly despised and slighted by this elderly woman. If she ever asked him to do anything for her, he would be so overjoyed that his joy would seem exaggerated; and then she would tell him not to be so stupid, but to get on with his lessons.
This constant neglect gave Phatik a feeling of almost physical oppression. He wanted to go out into the open country and fill his lungs with fresh air. But there was no open country to go to. Surrounded on all sides by Calcutta houses and walls, he would dream night after night of his village home and long to be back there. He remembered the glorious meadow where he used to fly his kite all day long; the broad river-banks where he would wander the livelong day, singing and shouting for joy; the narrow brooks where he could dive and swim whenever he liked. He thought of the band of boy companions over whom he was despot; and, above all, thoughts of even that tyrant mother of his, who had such a prejudice against him, filled his mind day and night. A kind of physical love like that of animals, a longing to be in the presence of the loved one, an inexpressible wistfulness during absence, a silent cry of the inmost heart for the mother, like the lowing of a calf in the twilight—this love, which was almost an animal instinct, stirred the heart of this shy, nervous, thin, uncouth and ugly boy. No one could understand it, but it preyed upon his mind continually.
There was no more backward boy in the whole school than Phatik. He gaped and remained silent when the teacher asked him a question, and like an overladen ass patiently suffered the many thrashings that were meted out to him. When other boys were out at play, he stood wistfully by the window and gazed at the roofs of the distant houses. And if by chance he espied children playing on the open terrace of a roof, his heart would ache with longing.
One day he summoned up all his courage and asked his uncle: ‘Uncle, when can I go home?’
His uncle answered: ‘Wait till the holidays come.’
But the holidays would not come till October and there was still a long time to wait.
One day Phatik lost his lesson book. Even with the help of books he had found it very difficult to prepare his lesson. But, now, it became impossible. Day after day the teacher caned him unmercifully. He became so abjectly miserable that even his cousins were ashamed to own him. They began to jeer and insult him more than even the other boys did. At last he went to his aunt and told her that he had lost his book.
With an expression of the greatest contempt she burst out: ‘You great, clumsy, country lout! How can I afford to buy you new books five times a month, when I have my own family to look after?’
That night, on his way back from school, Phatik had a bad headache and a shivering-fit. He felt that he was going to have an attack of malaria. His one great fear was that he might be a nuisance to his aunt.
The next morning Phatik was nowhere to be seen. Search in the neighbourhood proved futile. The rain had been pouring in torrents all night, and those who went out to look for the boy were drenched to the skin. At last Bishambar asked the police to help him.
At nightfall a police van stopped at the door of the house. It was still raining and the streets were flooded. Two constables carried Phatik out in their arms and placed him before Bishambar. He was wet through from head to foot, covered with mud, while his face and eyes were flushed with fever and his limbs were trembling. Bishambar carried him in his arms and took him inside the house. When his wife saw him she exclaimed: ‘What a heap of trouble this boy has given us! Hadn’t you better send him home?’
Phatik heard her words and sobbed aloud: ‘Uncle, I was just going home; but they dragged me back again.’
The fever rapidly increased, and throughout the night the boy was delirious. Bishambar brought in a doctor. Phatik opened his eyes, and looking up to the ceiling said vacantly: ‘Uncle, have the holidays come yet?’
Bishambar wiped the tears from his eyes and took Phatik’s thin burning hands in his own and sat by his side through the night. Again the boy began to mutter, till at last his voice rose almost to a shriek: ‘Mother!’ he cried, ‘don’t beat me like that……Mother! I am telling the truth!’
The next day Phatik for a short time became conscious. His eyes wandered round the room, as if he expected someone to come. At last, with an air of disappointment, his head sank back on the pillow.
With a deep sigh he turned his face to the wall.
Bishambar read his thoughts, and bending down his head, whispered: ‘Phatik, I have sent for your mother.’
The day dragged on. The doctor said in a troubled voice that the boy’s condition was very critical.
Phatik began to cry out: ‘By the mark—three fathoms. By the mark—four fathoms. By the mark—’ Many times had he heard the sailors on the river steamers calling out the mark on the leadline. Now he was himself plumbing an unfathomable sea.
Later in the day Phatik’s mother burst into the room like a whirlwind, and rocking herself to and fro from side to side began to moan and cry.
Bishambar tried to calm her, but she flung herself on the bed, and cried: ‘Phatik, my darling, my darling.’
Phatik stopped his restless movements for a moment. His hands ceased beating up and down. He said: ‘Eh?’
The mother cried again: ‘Phatik, my darling, my darling.’
Very slowly Phatik’s eyes wandered, but he could no longer see the people round his bed. At last he murmured: ‘Mother, the holidays have come.’
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Here are 50 Multiple-Choice Questions (MCQs) based on “The Home-Coming” by Rabindranath Tagore, followed by the answer key at the end:
📝 Multiple-Choice Questions
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Who is the main character in the story?
A. Makhan
B. Bishambar
C. Phatik
D. The mother
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What is Phatik’s role among the village boys?
A. Quiet observer
B. Ringleader
C. Teacher
D. Newcomer
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What mischief does Phatik plan with his friends?
A. Break windows
B. Hide the teacher’s book
C. Roll a heavy log
D. Climb trees
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Who interrupts their plan with his presence?
A. A stranger
B. Phatik’s uncle
C. The village guard
D. Makhan
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How does Makhan react when asked to leave the log?
A. He runs away
B. He refuses and stays
C. He calls his mother
D. He pushes Phatik
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How does Phatik try to get rid of Makhan?
A. Threatens him
B. Calls their mother
C. Rolls the log with Makhan on it
D. Hides from him
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What happens to Makhan during the prank?
A. He laughs
B. He runs away
C. He falls and gets hurt
D. He starts crying
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What does Makhan do after falling?
A. Laughs it off
B. Cries and runs home
C. Tells the boys to stop
D. Hides in the forest
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Who arrives while Phatik is sitting by the river?
A. His cousin
B. A teacher
C. His uncle
D. A stranger with a stick
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How does Phatik treat the stranger at first?
A. Politely
B. Rudely
C. With excitement
D. With tears
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Who is the stranger?
A. A police officer
B. His uncle Bishambar
C. A teacher
D. A trader
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How does Phatik’s mother feel about him?
A. Very loving
B. Neutral
C. Prejudiced
D. Proud
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Who is considered the “good” son by the mother?
A. Phatik
B. Makhan
C. Bishambar
D. The servant
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What does Phatik give Makhan before leaving?
A. Money
B. A kite
C. His fishing rod, knife, and marbles
D. His clothes
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Where does Phatik go with his uncle?
A. Bombay
B. Another village
C. Delhi
D. Calcutta
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How does Phatik’s aunt react to his arrival?
A. With joy
B. With coldness
C. With tears
D. With laughter
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What is said to be the worst age for a boy?
A. Ten
B. Fourteen
C. Sixteen
D. Twelve
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Why is it hard to love a boy of fourteen openly?
A. They are too emotional
B. It is seen as indulgent
C. They are always away
D. They do not care
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How does Phatik feel in his uncle’s home?
A. Free and happy
B. Unloved and unwelcome
C. Excited
D. Busy with studies
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What does Phatik most long for in Calcutta?
A. Better food
B. To see his father
C. His village and mother
D. A friend
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What is Phatik’s performance in school like?
A. Excellent
B. Average
C. Worst in class
D. Improving
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What happened to Phatik’s lesson book?
A. Torn by his cousin
B. Lost
C. Burned accidentally
D. Given away
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How does his aunt respond when he says he lost his book?
A. Buys him another
B. Scolds him harshly
C. Cries
D. Ignores it
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What illness does Phatik seem to suffer from?
A. Fever
B. Malaria
C. Typhoid
D. Cold
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Where is Phatik found after disappearing?
A. At school
B. In a police van
C. At the riverbank
D. At a friend’s home
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What was the weather like when he was found?
A. Dry and sunny
B. Snowy
C. Raining heavily
D. Stormy and windy
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How did the aunt react when Phatik returned sick?
A. Cried and hugged him
B. Asked to send him home
C. Cooked for him
D. Called a doctor
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What does Phatik say when he returns wet and sick?
A. “I want to eat.”
B. “Uncle, I was just going home.”
C. “Where is Makhan?”
D. “I miss my mother.”
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What did Phatik repeatedly ask his uncle during his fever?
A. “Can I go home now?”
B. “Do you love me?”
C. “When do holidays come?”
D. “Where is Makhan?”
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Who does Phatik cry out for in delirium?
A. Uncle
B. Teacher
C. Cousin
D. Mother
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What line does Phatik repeat from his memory of river boats?
A. “Set sail.”
B. “One, two, three, go!”
C. “By the mark—three fathoms.”
D. “Land ahead.”
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What did the doctor say about Phatik’s condition?
A. He will recover
B. He is fine
C. He is critical
D. It’s just fever
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How does his mother react upon seeing him in the end?
A. Coldly
B. With anger
C. She cries and moans
D. She doesn’t speak
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What does Phatik say when he hears his mother call him?
A. “Yes, I’m fine.”
B. “Where’s uncle?”
C. “Eh?”
D. “Take me home.”
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What are Phatik’s final words?
A. “Mother, don’t leave me.”
B. “The holidays have come.”
C. “I’m tired.”
D. “I’m sorry.”
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What theme does the story highlight most deeply?
A. Bravery
B. Innocence
C. Longing for love and home
D. Competition
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How does Tagore portray adolescence?
A. As fun
B. As awkward and painful
C. As powerful
D. As lonely but brave
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What does Phatik symbolize in the story?
A. Rebellion
B. Misunderstood youth
C. Intelligence
D. Laziness
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Who is to blame for Phatik’s suffering?
A. His teacher
B. His friends
C. His family’s neglect
D. His uncle
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What does the mother realize too late?
A. That Phatik was innocent
B. That she wanted Makhan to leave
C. That she should have gone with Phatik
D. That she loved Phatik
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Why does Phatik's aunt never warm up to him?
A. He misbehaves
B. She never wanted him
C. He was too quiet
D. She didn’t understand boys
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What is Phatik’s relationship with his cousin brothers?
A. Friendly
B. Jealous
C. Hostile
D. Distant and bullied
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What is the emotional climax of the story?
A. Phatik asking about holidays
B. His mother arriving
C. Phatik crying in fever
D. His final words
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How does Bishambar show care for Phatik?
A. By punishing him
B. By sitting beside him at night
C. By sending him away
D. By ignoring the aunt
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What is the tone of the story?
A. Humorous
B. Sad and emotional
C. Angry
D. Boring
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How does the story depict rural vs urban life?
A. Urban is kinder
B. Rural is harder
C. Urban is cold and alienating
D. No contrast
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What literary device is used when Phatik dreams of his village?
A. Irony
B. Flashback
C. Simile
D. Foreshadowing
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What is symbolized by Phatik’s final illness?
A. A punishment
B. His longing for home
C. A test
D. A gift
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What does the title “The Home-Coming” suggest?
A. Someone returns home
B. A festival story
C. Longing to return, even if through death
D. Adventure
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What is the most tragic part of the story?
A. Phatik never wanted to leave
B. He was sent away
C. He died before being loved
D. He hated his brother
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