Ghulam Abbas (Urdu: غلام عباس ) was an Urdu short story writer. His influence has been both long and deep. In his short stories he often exposes shortcomings, weaknesses and hypocrisy in human beings. But his tone is never sarcastic or venomous.
He was a great admirer of the Russian short story tradition.
His love for poetry, specially Urdu poetry was abiding and profound, but he never ventured into it himself seriously.
Abbas’ fame is purely because of his literary genius, as he became popular without associating himself or depending on any of the literary movement or group.
His short stories Anandi and Overcoat earned him international fame. Jaaday ki Chandni and Kan ras are his famous books containing remarkable short stories.
"Jawari" is a tongue-in-cheek humorous tale of gambling den owner who after a police raid picks him and ten gamblers up and takes them to police station, tries to maintain the impression that all is well and in hand that whatever they are going through is a pretence as the police inspector knows him well and indulges him. What transpires though is rather different and quite comical.
"Humsayay" is a coming-of-age story or more like an impressionist account of the innocent interaction between young children who live on two houses on a lonely hill and conveys the bitter-sweet flavour of childhood infatuation. It is notable for its poetic description of the shifting mountain weather and the vistas of the changeable landscape below.
"Katba" is an incredibly powerful story that dwells on and meticulously excavates the tedium, hopelessness and utter monotony of many people's lives. Ghulam Abbas is brilliant at depictions of the lower-middle class salaried employees such as clerks, typists, record keepers, dispatchers, accountants, head clerks, superintendents and other low grade employees leading lives that offer little respite and opportunity to excel and rise. Sharif Hussain, a clerk, comes across and buys a finely cut slab of marble and that inspires him to think of higher things so that one day it could serve as the nameplate outside his house. But strive as he does he never escapes the tedium and monotony of his lowly employment and as the sands of time tun out the slab only ends up serving as his tombstone.
آنندی نے اس بنیادی اصول کو بیان کیا ہے کہ عام طور پر بنجر زمین شہر میں کیسے منتقل ہوتی ہے اور سول سوسائٹی کے نام نہاد نگہداشت لینے والے ایک ہی غلطی کو کس طرح دہراتے ہیں۔
An absolutely explosive pleasure reading Ghulam Abbas’s collection of short stories , Anandi. . What a masterpiece, of course what else to expect from the writer of #Overcoat and #Kutba. I have to say i wasn’t expecting this awesomeness. What a loss for Urdu Lit readers who haven’t read him yet. The rhythm in his words and sentences. The simplicity in his themes and topics. The variety, diversity and depth of his observation and understanding of this world around him. The way his story starts, it continues and the speed with which he keeps telling it as if he’s afraid that if he pause, the story might leave him. The fast paced stories and the smooth but unhinged endings; the endings which make you read the last page again to understand what could have could have happened or why and how it happened? The endings where you slightly hate the author for not giving you full disclosure. My favourite stories among these are “Jawari”, “Hamam mae”, “Andhaeray”, “Anandi” and yes “Samjhota”.
An excellent story by an excellent writer. The story explores some phenomenon about birth of a new city, the factors behind that and so on. Ghulam Abbas's writing will not let you stop once you start reading this.