The photograph that Bimala keeps of her husband Nikhil symbolizes Bimala’s journey toward becoming a more modern woman, which mirrors the changes in British India as a whole. Initially, Bimala treats the photo of Nikhil like an object of religious devotion, keeping it in a special niche and laying flowers on it regularly. Because Nikhil himself is embarrassed by Bimala’s worship, Bimala instead uses the photograph as an outlet for her devotion. The photograph shows how in pre-modern times, women were subservient to husbands, having to treat them almost like gods, and Bimala’s devotion to the photograph shows how she continues to hold onto these views even after Nikhil tries to convince her to engage more with the wider world.
As it turns out, what gets Bimala to stop praising the photograph is not Nikhil but Sandip, a charismatic man who stays with Nikhil and preaches nationalism. Bimala seems to be infatuated with Sandip, not just as a thinker but as a person, perhaps in part because he is eager to praise her. She eventually keeps a secret portrait of Sandip, representing how she has secretly begun to worship Sandip as much as she once did her husband. Nikhil himself notices this change when he happens to walk into Bimala’s room and sees the dead flowers by his photograph. This helps him accept that he has lost Bimala, at least for the moment, to Sandip, although Bimala will eventually come to realize that Sandip is not the virtuous, godlike being he seems to be in his portrait. The photograph of Nikhil thus represents the central role that husbands used to play in traditional Bengali households as well as Bimala’s changing relationship to the modern world and what it means to be a wife.
Photograph Quotes in The Home and the World
Chapter 2 Quotes
I had seen Sandip Babu’s photograph before. There was something in his features which I did not quite like. Not that he was bad-looking—far from it: he had a splendidly handsome face. Yet, I know not why, it seemed to me, in spite of all its brilliance, that too much of base alloy had gone into its making. The light in his eyes somehow did not shine true.
Chapter 4 Quotes
It is now four years since I framed a photograph of my husband in ivory and put it in the niche over there. If I happen to look that way I have to lower my eyes. Up to last week I used regularly to put there the flowers of my worship, every morning after my bath. My husband has often chided me over this.
Chapter 11 Quotes
I threw myself prone on the ground and sobbed aloud. It was for mercy that I prayed—some little mercy from somewhere, some shelter, some sign of forgiveness, some hope that might bring about the end. “Lord,” I vowed to myself, “I will lie here, waiting and waiting, touching neither food nor drink, so long as your blessing does not reach me.”
I heard the sound of footsteps. Who says that the gods do not show themselves to mortal men? I did not raise my face to look up, lest the sight of it should break the spell. Come, oh come, come and let your feet touch my head. Come, Lord, and set your foot upon my throbbing heart, and at that moment let me die.



