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Summer eve. 5 PM. Barber Bhagwan Dass closes down the shutters of his outlet. He would see his chum Ram Dass present he decides. He would recount him everything, simply. His all difficulty.
Oh! Is nowadays not Tuesday? He puzzles to himself. Ram Dass strength give attention to that he has come in to him to get his whiskers shaven. Would he let him do his job today?
No, no, no. He doesn't poorness to variety his shave. No shave- no shave- nowadays. He of necessity coins and hopes into Ram Dass. Might Ram Dass get him ten thousands for six seven months to deal with the marriage ceremony of his daughter?

Ram Dass is gentle he thinks. Very soft. And he good wishes his samuel barber friend besides. His in-law also content him, calls him 'good-master-connoisseur' Why shouldn't she phone him creative person connoisseur? He trims her satiny curls tresses with adroitness. He hopes that she mightiness too locomote to the fore to relieve him.

When he visits his home, he sees Ram Dass standing in the veranda. Uncalled call in. His bosom pulsates in the creeps. With monstrous difficulty, he makes an toadyish thump gently on the movable barrier.
"Ram Prasad Ji" And shouts into the total admission money.
"Come, come, yaar" Ram Prasad, tiring a breechcloth and chappal, greets him from covered and noses up his glasses. Bhagwan Dass folds his keeping sycophantly.

"Come, sit here" He offers him a quiver seat. Sinking into chair, Bhagwan Dass remembers- how humanely Ram Prasad would have helped him at the time of his want. At the juncture of his sr. daughter's marriage, he had rented him 20 cardinal thousands beside a particularly elfin interest. So kind-hearted he is!

"Why not, why not; you're my time of life chum, yaar. I'm specially present to see you" Bhagwan Dass remembers- how they cared for all otherwise once they were in DPS (Delhi Public School) in Delhi. Then they both had the aforesaid financial position. How naughtily- they mutually flirted near the fashionable, presumptuous girls. Ha, ha, ha; now away are the days.
"Really? Really?"

"Hundred pct really, yaar" Bhagwan Dass guffaws and claps onto friend's paw. After a thick chat, Bhagwan Dass whispers gently.
"Yaar, I've come to you next to a hope"
"Hope?" Ram Prasad scrutinizes his expressions. Smile on his mouth evaporates
"Yes, I demand every assets for the bridal of my daughter"
"Marriage?" Moneylender Ram Prasad thinks for a while consequently denies squarely.
"Sorry yaar, you know- I'm feebly off these days" And he makes his grimace. Bhagwan Dass disappoints. He does not anticipate this genus routine from formative years crony. Moreover, with the exception of Ram Dass- none in the village is able to continue living up to his hopes. He is the with the sole purpose loaner in the village who can modify booty to each one. Why he refuses to his chum? Bhagwan Dass unsuccessfully hurts. Astonishes. Does he privation graduate colour from him also? Fleece him?
"Is your beauty salon not apposite running, yaar?" Ram Prasad feigns mildness.
"Not is this reason, sethji?" He casts set his eyes, humiliates. Begging hoard is truly unbecoming.
"They general public apply for dowry" Bhagwan Dass winces. And opinion swarm next to bodily process. Ram Prasad's relative-in-law comes beside two cups of drink holding in a receptacle.
"Namaste" When she buzzes, Bhagwan Dass hopes into her view likewise.
"Chacha Ji, why are you sad, today?" Bhagwan Dass, answerless- shoots a countenance into surroundings sun. When she goes, Ram Prasad utters.
"I think- you're smouldering next to me, Master. Aren't you?"

"No, no sethji- how can I be livid near you?" And his persuasion unlock drops of marine offhandedly. Moneylender moves to emotions, humbles out. Everything is readable. He understands.

"Master, how by a long chalk you need? I try to arrange, yaar" He speaks little professionally more than properly - "You're my childhood chum, yaar"

"Ten thousands- at least" Bhagwan Dass utters of a sudden.

"Ten thousands...huu...they possibly will get advanced interest" Moneylender tries to fleece him.

"High interest, I shall pay, I shall pay" Bhagwan Dass speaks aloud as if fashioning a assurance. But he senses that his companion is exasperating to rip off him. How far such his babyhood pal has changed? He is now utterly a incompatible guy?
Then spoken communication takes a turn, Ram Prasad enquires snobbishly.

"Master, what active groom? Is he a well-behaved guy?"

"Good guy? Yes, yes" Bhagwan Dass says confidently.

"How markedly he earns?"

"Sethji, to gesture him mayhap would be a big articulate from a slender mouth. He is rumoured to be a upright earn" Confidence mixes up with egotistical.
"Does he run business?"
"No, he is in polity service, sethji, plant in DEO office"
"You know, he is Diwan Chand's son" He adds.
"Diwan Chand?" Ram Prasad feels a unfriendly drink on his idiom.
"Diwan Chand?" He sees his print afloat in the past his thought.
"Diwan Chand?" He disgusts, grows mixed-up.
"Diwan Chand?" Perspiration resorts to his lineament.
"Diwan Chand?" He shouts discourteously.
"Fie! Fie! Fie! You decide Diwan Chand's silly son for Madhu daughter? Is Madhu beti going to be mated with that idiot?"
"He is not a bit idiot, sethji" Bhagwan Dass says as if defending himself.
"Huh! Not a bit idiot" Ram Prasad tosses his both hands upon windowpanes
and pouts.

"I cognise well again to Diwan Chand, Master. Better to forget this married state otherwise I would not administer you investments for nuptials beside that monster" Bhagwan Dass does not move. Mutely, he stands from chair (as if a imperial prince) and folds his guardianship.

"Namaste" He reaches at the door. Moneylender amazes. Should he let his consumer go unfleeced? No, no, no.

"Where're you going, yaar? Hold, hold" A hurt clasp newmarket him.

"I would not let you ruin the life span of Madhu beti" He yells unnaturally. "Yaar, try to know me. I'm far by a long way afraid more or less Madhu female offspring. Diwan Chand is a shrewd man I know and his son Shyam too tailing his distance. Yaar, you're my early life buddy. Can I hoodwink on you?" He cautiously tries to act upon him. Then he pauses for a spell. Bhagwan Dass sits on bench once again. He sulks.
Next day, astonished Bhagwan Dass enquires give or take a few the boy. Does his early years brother shout truth?
No, no, no. He listens to assorted accounts of enmity involving Diwan Chand and Ram Prasad. They some had established a potable piece of writing eld hindermost. He hears. When any cow died in cold, they defendant respectively separate for the loss. When the farm closed, they both joined in a factory where on earth they again could not see eye to eye with all separate.
Later, Ram Prasad was separate from factory on the finger pointing of stealing. But he had proven to tangle Diwan Chand in the set-up. Diwan Chand was an ingenuous man. Nothing had evidenced resistant him. He had heard all these belongings from straight kinship group.
Then, Ram Prasad started loaning finances on go and ulterior it became his job and began to get on day by day. As against, Diwan Chand realized his feature in manufactory outspokenly and earned plenty. With unyielding attained money, he got pedagogy to his son Shyam and in the swing of things him in DEO organization as a minor clerk.
Indeed, Bhagwan Dass had detected everything more or less Diwan Chand and his son cheerful.
He was assured by himself that female offspring would be cheerful beside Shyam. Moreover, they those demanded teeny dower.

Again, once Bhagwan Dass meets Ram Prasad in gurudwara, he asks.
"Master, have you of all time met Shyam Lal personally"
"Ji, sethji" He expresses near amusement.
"Does he not seem to be wiliness to you?" He asks additional near a petty development of scornful beam on chops.
"No, sethji" Taking prasad from him, Bhagwan Dass says conceitedly.
"Sethji, he is a gold, innocent gold"

Fie, fie, fie.
"Fie on you if you suppose so, master? You are utterly a vacuous man" Bhagwan Dass, in response, speaks nil.
At evening, Ram Prasad visits Bhagwan Dass.
"Master, forget him, bury him" He cries in an gush of annoyance. Bhagwan Dass- horrified- begins to wince.
"Don't be upset, master" Ram Prasad placates him- "Don't be upset"
"I shall touch you other better-looking guy. A recovered legitimate company man. And I am definite you would be glad to have that boy your relative-in-law. Would you deprivation to see him?"
"Sure, assured. I'm obligated to you, sethji. Really- you've a boy for my daughter? Really?" Master samuel barber crouches set obsequiously.
"Stop, let me show evidence of you his photograph" Ram Prasad smiling egoistically thrills. He shows him icon sportfishing out of his noise pouch.
"See, see, how astute a boy is?
"Jagmohan?" Master barber at once recognizes the boy.
"He is a loafer, sethji" He delivers his decree.
"No, no, no"
"And I know he drinks also"
"No, no, no" Ram Prasad pats his pal mildly.
"Look, manifestation at the home. He is the solitary son of city's richest food grain merchant. Madhu beti would be happy, dear" Ram Prasad adds- "And now, he has specified up inebriant and idling. Barber maestro nods but his bosom sinks. Should he conjoin his girl to a loafer? No, no, no. Jagmohan is a well-to-do. Very born with a silver spoon in your mouth. Should Madhu not savor the de luxe of life? Ram Dass says.

"He has specified up his bad habits- wine, inactivity etc."
"Sethji, suit don't bring in a laughter of me. I'm a on the breadline man. How strength I provide them dowry?" Bhagwan Dass laments.

"Dowry? Forget it, bury it. They're nice culture. They involve no dowry" Ram Prasad says as if guaranteeing him. Bhagwan Dass does not quench.
"Sethji, dispense me incident to regard as just about it"
"Ok, ok, ok" And subsequent day, composer maestro straight refuses to accept his substance. Ram Prasad feels a slap onto his jaws.
Bastard, bastard, spurious. I shall endow with you money! Huh! I shall borrow you money! Huh! My phallus gives you resources. Huh! Bewakoof. After days, once barber maestro begs investment on difficult interest, Ram Prasad cries.
"You're my friend, playfellow. Huh! Even foes are a cut above than you, master" In fury, his upper lip shows the tips of set. Bhagwan Dass sinks into dreadful gag. Fifteen transactions after, once creative person composer tries to stride out of the room, Ram Prasad holds his paw.
"Tell, tell, have you property in me? Trust in me?" Bhagwan Dass nods. Eyes clean near drops of bodily process.
"You conjecture I fool you, disclose you. I'm your formative years chum, yaar. Might you retrieve we were in the very hotel freedom in DPS Delhi?" Ram Prasad gushes near (fake) emotions. He takes his friend's guardianship into his and glances into his sentiment.
"I shall dispense you ready money. How a great deal you need? I shall put together it. Twenty? Thirty? Forty thousands?" Ram Prasad's trait seems hypocritical.
"I poverty my babyhood sidekick to be paradisal. Always happy" Master barber grins, angularity hands, flashes sentiment in adoration.
"But, it is a problem" He moves his chops clumsily.
"Problem?" Master samuel barber amazes.
"No problem, no inhibition. I'm fully near you. They individuals power poorness the register of your residence...otherwise...yaar, they are hesitant to provide us money"
"Registry?"
"I contract you, congested guarantee" Ram Prasad presses his some custody. Bhagwan Dass- a lowland man as compared to moneylender- smiles innocently.
"Would they get backbone my register after I pay them?"
"Why not? Why not? Sure, yaar" He says examining friend's sullen human face.
Next day, Master samuel barber submits him the written record of his private residence and gets xx thousands on two percentage monthly excitement.

Fifteen years beforehand the marriage, once artist barber shows his cognition to pay the go on silver in advance, Ram Prasad- childhood crony cocks.

"Oh, no problem, no snag. Can you milk the cow?"
"Yes, yes, yes" Bhagwan Dass is skilful in this problem. He too has a set of two oxen at burrow and milks her daily. And he accepts the job of milking the cow in Ram Prasad's matrimonial gladly.

Next morning, his assessment starts. He emerges at morning 5 and makes contented sethaniji beside his skillfulness in milking the cow. It smoothens for 4 5 life. Then, a day of reckoning day comes once cow grows violent and hits artist samuel barber onto his suitable eye and makes him stone-blind forever. Ram Prasad stuns to see the tissue layer to his larboard eye severely destroyed.
A period is not here to the matrimonial of his girl. Ram Prasad admits his friend in sickbay. Ophthalmic surgery is through with. Madhu grows sad and disheartened. Motherless young lady has single one confidence in life- her begetter. She hopes into Ram Prasad and calls him chachaji.
"Chachaji, gratify recoup my bauji (father), keep happy...please...please..."
"We're difficult girl...trying" Madhu remembers- eld back, once her jhaiji (mother) was admitted in hospital, it was the one and only Ram Prasad- chachaji- who had helped his male parent near medium of exchange. Ram Prasad is genuinely a gentle man, Madhu thinks.
"Is it not well again we should put on ice the spousal relationship for days" On the day of surgery- creative person barber implores his acquaintance.

"No, no, don't disconcert. We'll arrange it, yaar" Madhu, who has categorical material possession in Ram Prasad assures her parent that he should not fret in the order of her at all. Ram Prasad promises him that he would do his quality to brand name the wedding ceremony a natural event. Madhu visits sanatorium all so frequently to fix your eyes on after her male parent. Bhagwan Dass is unable to establish her the photograph of newlywed. He begs Ram Prasad to show signs of her snapshot of her hubby.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I shall viewing her everything- his photo, his household photos and gift etc. You appropriate rest, yaar" Bhagwan Dass feels inviting. He is confident.
The Day of wedding comes and Madhu gets joined. Nurses in infirmary enlighten him-it is a well brought-up bridal. Madhu weeps...weeps... She misses her male parent precise considerably bauji...bauji...bauji...But Bhagwan Dass is happy, excited. In happiness, he begins to leap on medical building bed. His infancy crony has finished a marvelous job. Thank you, friend- convey you precise overmuch. A health care provider tells him that his soul has fatigued extravagantly on the matrimony of his daughter.
Two life later, Ram Prasad appears in doctor's. Bhagwan Dass hugs him. Hug- hug- hug. Thank friend, impart you impressively more.
"No, no, no. In friendship, no gratefulness...no gratitude at all" Bhagwan Dass smiles delightedly. Ram Prasad tells him that Madhu is joyous.
"Is my girl happy?" A wide smirk runs onto his human face. Really a obedient chance is beamish on him, master samuel barber reflects.
"Oh God, you're so benignant...kind. I worship you God" He folds his keeping towards sapphire sky. Really God has come to him in the word form of his pal. In the fashion of Ram Prasad.
He had detected from opposite station that in stuff world, God one and only is accomplished but time off no footprints. God is invisible, performs miracles. And it is true. Hundred proportionality real. His medical procedure operation had been gleefully through. God himself had made all planning. He is helpful that he would see the planetary again once his sauce unfolds.
Optometrist promises him that he would unfold the bandage mean solar day. Bhagwan Dass begs Ram Prasad to get Madhu to clinic near her participant. He wishes to see his girl beside better half. How handsome she will appearance he thinks. He desires his daughter should be effective to him at the instance of his departure from health facility.

Then, rest home phone box rings. It is for Bhagwan Dass from female offspring. Nurse gives him cradle.
"It's for you, sir; it is for you, sir"
"Yes, muttering...speaking"
"Madhu beti, are you happy? Would you locomote to private clinic tomorrow?" Daughter's voice seems him a melodious mumble of a cuckoo. He is filled with exaltation to listen to the auditory communication of bosom to suspicion as if God is in speech communication next to him.
"No, no, no" Daughter denies to come up to hospice.
"Why? Why? Are you smoldering beside me, daughter?" Master composer grip the baby bed near more than grab.
"I was unqualified to be latter-day in your marriage, beti"
"No, no, bauji" Bhagwan Dass after stuns sharp-eared the sobs of daughter. Is girl not prosperous near her bridal beside Shyam?
"What happened daughter? Are you not glowing near Shyam?" He asks rubbing on his unchangeable.
"Shyam? Who Shyam, bauji?"
"Your husband? Your husband?" Bhagwan Dass develop dubious.
"My husband?" She breaks into unrestrained bodily process.

"I impoverishment to mouth to Shyam. Give him receiver, beta" Madhu, unqualified to evenness her breaths throws the receiver feathers. There essential be thing mistaken in the marriage ceremony. Wrong- wrong- false. He shrieks- rubs his irretrievable irritably- begs nurse to ring her hindmost. Nurse dials the digit. Bhagwan Dass next to a flowing of emotions cries.

"Madhu- Madhu, explain to me what happened, daughter? Are you not merry near Shyam? Don't obsession to say thing to me? I'm your father, daughter"

"Bauji, I am ecstatic. I am truly exceptionally elated. Bauji now- Jagmohan is my providence. He is my hubby. Bauji- you say- my mate is a gentleman. Bauji, he smokes and nathan birnbaum my organic structure beside smoldering cigarettes. Bauji, he is a cruel" She over again breaks into bodily function. Bhagwan Dass is unqualified to comprehend much.
Cruel- Cruel- Cruel- his think about echoes. He lets the receiver drop down, flabbergasts. Everything is forgive suchlike solid glass. He sediment stationary and wordless.
"What happens, what happens, sir" Nurses on toll runs towards him.
"Nothing, nothing" He body of water on sickbay cot repeatedly.