Story World: Extracts from Adams Diary

- The splendor of the story of the world's best creators ...

- Original creator - Mark Twain Introduction-Paresh Vyas

- I didn't go out on my own when I was alone. This new animal goes. It goes out every season. And walks on muddy feet.

'Varta' was created for the first time in Gujarati language. It was 100 years old last year. On this occasion, a unique celebration was held by publishing classic stories of famous creators of Gujarat in 'Gujarat Samachar'. A treasure trove of Gujarati stories received a warm response from readers. After that, it is now presented to the readers of 'Gujarat Samachar' - the splendor of the works of the world's foremost storytellers ...

'Varta' was created for the first time in Gujarati language. It was 100 years old last year. On this occasion, a unique celebration was held by publishing classic stories of famous creators of Gujarat in 'Gujarat Samachar'. A treasure trove of Gujarati stories received a warm response from readers. After that, it is now presented to the readers of 'Gujarat Samachar' - the splendor of the works of the world's foremost storytellers ...

(Introduction: While Mark Twain was on a trip to Jerusalem on December 14, he visited the room of the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, which contained the tomb of Adam, the first man in the universe. He was fascinated by genetic predispositions. When he returned to the United States, he told the New York City town planner that they should build a monument to Adam instead of the Statue of Liberty, and he wrote extensively about Adam and Eve, including "Extracts from Adam's Diary" and "Autobiography of Eve." According to Mark Twain, Adam felt uncomfortable with Eve's arrival in the Garden of Eden. He felt that this was a source of trouble. But then ..)

Monday: In a way, this long-haired new animal is not a loss-making deal. Yet it always revolves around me for no reason. I don't like it, I'm not used to being with anyone. I wish I could live with other animals .. Today is a cloudy day, the wind is blowing from the east so it looks like we will experience rain today .. We? Where did this word come from in my mouth- this new animal speaks this word forever.

Tuesday: When I see a huge waterfall, I think this is the best thing in the whole estate. That new animal calls it Niagara Falls - why? I'm sure I have no idea. There is no reason for this, it is just stubbornness and stupidity. I never get a chance to name anyone. This new creature names everything that appears, even before I protest. And there's always the obvious reason given that it looks like this, that's why it's called a. Dodo, for example. It is said that at a glance, it looks like a dodo. Of course it has to have the same name. I get tired of worrying about it and whatever it is, it doesn't matter. Dodo! Dodo looks just like me.

Wednesday: It was raining so I built a roof but couldn't find peace. Here, too, the new animal entered. When I tried to get it out, water started dripping from its facial cavity, which wiped its paws upside down, and made a sound similar to that of other animals when they are anxious or sad. My wish is that he doesn't speak but he just does it. I had never heard a human voice and this new and strange voice was a ceremonial intrusion into my dreamy solitude. My ears didn't like it at all, it was the wrong tone. And that new voice was so close to me, close to my shoulder, close to my ear, first one side then the other, this was new to me. I was accustomed to sounds coming from afar.

Friday: No matter what I say or do, the naming ceremony went on carelessly. I had a funny name for this whole estate, what a musical and beautiful name - the Garden of Eden. But this new animal with long hair said that there are trees and rocky hills and beautiful landscapes everywhere and that is why it does not look like a garden. He said that it looks like a grove, and nothing else looks like it, except a grove. And so he gave me a new name without asking: Niagara Falls Park. This is just a joke, I thought. And back there was a sign saying: 'Don't walk on the grass'. My life is not as happy as it used to be.

Saturday: This new animal eats too much fruit. We will have a shortage of fruits, for sure. Back to 'we'? - All the words like 'we', 'we' are the words of that animal, now they have become mine too because those words now fall on my ears again and again. There was a lot of fog today. I didn’t go out on my own in such a season when I was alone. This new animal goes. It goes out every season. And walks on muddy feet. Talking is done. Before everything was beautiful and before there was a lot of peace here.

Sunday: As it passed. This day is getting tougher. It was decided last November to rest on this day. Before that it was six days a week for me. Today I saw this new animal trying to pick apples from a forbidden tree.

Monday: The new animal says its name is Eve. That's fine - I don't mind. It says to call it by this name when needed. The name however is of course useless. That's what I told him then. If I called him by that name, it would be honorable for me to do so. He also said that it is not 'it' but 'shi'. Not only women but also women. What is the difference even though this was probably suspicious? It stays as it is and if the ball doesn't bounce, that's fine.

Tuesday: He filled the entire estate with all sorts of useless directional signs. The way to the whirlpool, the way to Goat Island, to the wind cave. He said the park could be turned into a summer resort. Summer resorts? But it is useless to ask because it is a habit to say long and long.

Friday: She kept calling me not to go down the waterfall. What's the matter But he said it makes him shiver. I don't understand why that happens. I keep blowing and I like the coolness. That's why there are waterfalls. He said it was for a natural scene - like a rhinoceros or an airavat. I took a peep and went to bathe in the waterfall, he was not satisfied, I took a tub, he did not like it. I swam my fig leaf swim suit and kept swimming. The fig tree was torn off. Then I started complaining about my boredom. This is an excessive interference in my life. I should get out of here now.

Saturday: Last Tuesday night I ran away. Traveled for two days. Building a hut in a secluded place. I had erased all traces of my reach, but with the help of an animal called a bear, he found me. The same pitiful sound of it and then the same dripping water from the cavity to see over its face. I went back. But if that happened then I would run away. She was studying some silly subject. Why do lions and tigers eat grass and flowers, when their teeth are designed to kill and eat each other? This is stupid. In order to do so they need to kill each other and if that happens then as far as I understand it comes down to 'death' and I have been told that death has not come to this park yet, in a way it is not even right.

Sunday: Pulled out.

Monday: Now I understand why there are six days a week? To get rid of the tiredness of Sunday, to relax. The idea is fun. Eve kept climbing the fruit trees again. I took it down. He said no one was watching so he climbed. This revelation was justified in justifying any dangerous work. I told her that. He liked my word 'fair'. I think he was jealous that I said that word. Fair! This is a really good word.

Tuesday: He told me it was made from one of my ribs. If not more, then this thing was suspicious. I didn't lose any of my ribs so ... I was also worried about the vulture. He said that the vulture would not eat grass because it was a living creature with rotten flesh. Now can the law of this whole universe be changed a little to accommodate the vulture?

Saturday: Yesterday she fell into the lake and barely escaped suffocation. "It simply came to our notice then. He felt sorry for the animals that lived in the water. How could that poor man live in water? He named it Fish. It kept on giving names, it didn't matter if it was called by the name of an animal that didn't need a name. It was just a name. Even so, owning one is still beyond the reach of the average person. He brought many fish out of the lake, saying that it must have been cold in the water. He kept it in my bed to keep it warm, but I noticed that the fish did not enjoy it. Yes, she needed to calm down. When night fell I threw it out. I will not sleep with her anymore because when I am not wearing anything, the wet sticks on my body, I do not enjoy it.

Sunday: Pulled out.

Tuesday: Now he fell in love with a snake. The other animals were happy because so far they had been experimenting with all the animals and thus annoying them. And I was happy too because the snake was talking. So now I had peace.

Friday: He said the snake advised him to eat the fruit of the tree. Said that the result will be glorious, beautiful and will give us a character education. I told him that there would be another outcome. If we do so, 'death' will enter this world. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have said that. I should have kept my comment to myself because he immediately came up with the idea that if this happened then the sick vulture could be saved and the frustrated tiger lion could get a meal of fresh meat. I advised him to stay away from the trees. "I will not stay," he said. This is the essence of trouble. I will run away from here. (More to come)

Introduction to the Creator

Mark Twain

Born November 30, 19

Died 31 April 1910

The world-renowned American writer Samuel Langhorn Clemens, nicknamed Mark Twain, was a great author of short stories and novels. Her stories and novels are famous for their humorous style, vivid portraits and unforgettable character writing.

Thus he wrote a lot under many nicknames but his nickname 'Mark Twain' became immortal. Samuel spent his childhood on the banks of the Mississippi, a very large river in the US state of Missouri. This was the background against which the seeds of his novels The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, known as the Great American Novel, were sown. Her comedy, The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Cleavers County, was published in 19th year. Humor and sarcasm emanating from his writings and speeches were appreciated everywhere. Critics and his contemporaries praised him. As a result, many artists, diplomats, businessmen, and European monarchs became his friends. Mark Twain remained attached to the newspaper.

We know that Haley's comet, which can be seen with the naked eye on Earth, comes every 6 to 7 years. Mark Twain was born shortly after Haley's comet appeared. He prophesied that I would die when he returned. The same thing happened. He died the day after Haley's comet appeared. He is considered one of America's greatest comedians.

William Faulkner, a Nobel laureate and a leading writer, called Mark Twain the "father of American literature." Hearing the news of his death, the then US President William Howard Taft paid tribute, saying that Mark Twain had made millions of people have a lot of fun - a real rational joy - and that his literary creations would continue to do so for millions of generations to come.