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The Fakeer of Jungheera - Henry Louis Vivian Derozio

The Fakeer of Jungheera is a long poem by Henry Louis Vivian Derozio.



 He was born on 18th April, 1809 in Kolkata, West Bengal. He was a lecturer and poet. He is considered to be an academic and educator. During his time Literary Movement of Bengal Renaissance was undergoing. He was an Indian poet and assistant head principal at the Hindu College of Kolkata. He was a radical thinker and one of the first Indian educators to disseminate western Education and science among the young men of Bengal. He died of Cholera at the age of 22.

It is a tragic love story of a Nuleeni- a young widow and Muslim Fakeer.

The poem begins with the description of nature and then moves into the serious issues going in the society like “Sati-Pratha”.

 Nuleeni was brought to the spot where her husband is to be cremated. Women were singing songs praising sati, but Nuleeni was lost in the thoughts of Fakeer. She refuses to die on the funeral pyre of her husband and escapes with the bandit faker to his cave in Jungheera to a life from death. She escaped death but she starts a life of forbidden love though frightened by vicious social norms.

At last both of them are killed by the society.

“Sati” at that time was a big social taboo for the society. This poem represents the feelings of a girl who has to perform sati. 

Of course the “Sati-Pratha” has been abolished but still in the contemporary time also girls are not allowed to choose their life partner. We can connect this poem with the present era. we can also connect it  with the way we look at certain identities.


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  1. Thank you...
    Written very well and use full for reading

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    Well written and useful for reading.

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