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Analysis (ai): "Gunga Din" by Rudyard Kipling portrays the selfless courage and loyalty of an Indian water carrier serving in the British army during the colonial era. The poem's colloquial language and humorous tone contrast with the grim realities of battle, highlighting the resilience and camaraderie shared by soldiers.
I shan’t forgit the night. When I dropped be’ind the fight. With a bullet where my belt-plate should ’a’ been. I was chokin’ mad with thirst, An’ the man that spied me first. Was our good old grinnin’, gruntin’ Gunga Din. ’E lifted up my ’ead, An’ he plugged me where I bled, An’ ’e guv me ’arf-a-pint o’ water green.
Gunga Din. by Rudyard Kipling. You may talk o' gin and beer. When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it; But when it comes to slaughter. You will do your work on water, An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it. Now in Injia's sunny clime,
2 de may. de 2015 · Gunga Din. by Rudyard Kipling. You may talk o' gin and beer. When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it; But when it comes to slaughter. You will do your work on water, An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it. Now in Injia's sunny clime,
22 de may. de 2022 · PDF | Gunga Din, Din, Ding, Din, how the music of the words, Gunga Din, Din, Din, Din ... Dawn at Puri is one of the representative poems of Jayatna Mahapatra wherein he speaks of the dawn ...
Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din. He was “Din! Din! Din! You limpin’ lump o’ brick-dust, Gunga Din! Hi! Slippy hitherao! Water, get it! Panee lao! You squidgy-nosed old idol, Gunga Din.” The uniform ‘e wore Was nothin’ much before, An’ rather less than ‘arf o’ that be’ind, For a piece o’ twisty rag An’ a goatskin ...
I shan't forgit the night. When I dropped be'ind the fight. With a bullet where my belt-plate should 'a' been. I was chokin' mad with thirst, An' the man that spied me first. Was our good old grinnin', gruntin' Gunga Din. 'E lifted up my 'ead, An' he plugged me where I bled, An' 'e guv me 'arf-a-pint o' water-green:
