Happiness left the house of Seth Avinash and Sethani Malati

- Eye oyster, distance pearl-Acharya Shri Vatsalyadeep Suriji

- There was no money system in the house. There was also no income. There was nothing left to sell at home except a bungalow and a car

A small bungalow in the middle of the Lee Lichham forest. Expensive car lying in the yard. Beautiful garden at the back of the bungalow. The light flickers on the leaves of the tree in the garden.

Anyone who looks at a bungalow thinks that the owner of the bungalow must be very rich.

There was a time when the owner of this bungalow was very rich. He was considered a celebrity in London's high society. When Madam would go out, the youngsters would miss her heartbeat by seeing her beauty adorned with ornaments. But today the situation was different.

Seth Avinash, the owner of the bungalow, and his wife Malati were sitting outside the bungalow, preserving the comforts. Aishwarya bursting inside the bungalow had disappeared. Seth Avinash's business did not run for some inexplicable reason. There was no income of money. Dice fell asleep wherever Seth Avinash touched. Her father moved to London from Darjeeling 40 years ago. Earned a lot. Dad went and did not run his own business today. Seth Avinash and Malati were thinking that we would run the house with whatever we could find, but let no one in the market know that we have nothing now. We will preserve the pride of our generation. Honesty will be maintained. Let's work hard to move forward.

Malati came with a glass of cold water. Avinash says, ‘The owner had a phone call. There's a party tomorrow night. We have both been invited to Hotel Mudra. '

Malati says, 'Did he agree to go?'

Avinash says, 'The owner is an old friend. How not to deny it? I have to go. '

There was sadness on Malati's face.

Avinash says, 'What's the matter?'

Malati says, 'We don't mind going, but the owner has a party so London's top person is all coming and I don't have a single precious piece of jewelery. How bad! '

Avinash says, 'I am going to my friend Krishna's house tomorrow. I'll take a necklace from there for a day. '

Malti says, 'Good.'

Avinash came the next day to get a beautiful and precious necklace from his friend Krishna. Malati wore it around her neck. Everyone had fun at the party. As the two were returning late at night, Avinash, who was driving, asked, 'Why the necklace?'

Malati put her hand on her neck and the next time she shivered. There was no necklace. "Where is the defeat?"

Avinash kept the car to one side. It happened that what should I answer to a friend for defeat?

The defeat was lost.

Avinash and Malati spent the night barely. The next day at eleven o'clock we arrived at a jeweler's showroom. Avinash saw the necklace from a friend and asked the shopkeeper for the price. Zaveri Seth knew Avinash. He said: 'Fifty thousand dollars.'

Avinash and Malati are looking at each other. The house did not have money management. There was also no income. There was nothing left to sell at home except a bungalow and a car. Avinash boldly said to the jeweler, 'I have a request.' The jeweler says, 'Speak happily, I have known you since your father's time.'

Avinash and Malati told Zaveri about the current state of their family, the necklace they got and lost from a friend and the circumstances in which they had to bring back that friend and bring back the necklace from the outside. We'll both get on with the job, paying you as the salary comes. The honor of us and our family is in your hands. '

The jeweler placed the necklace in Avinash's hand. Said: 'You take the defeat. I don't mind. '

The jeweler spoke in his mind as the two were leaving. How painful is the pain of a gentleman!

Avinash and Malati got jobs in a good company. Continued to work hard for six years. He kept the necessary money from the income and paid it to the jeweler.

Six years later, Avinash and Malati were hashed out of the jeweler's debt.

Avinash was watching TV in his bungalow in the evening. Was sitting next to Malti. At that time old friend Krishna suddenly came.

With dripping eyes Avinash told his friend Krishna about the defeat he had brought from him and what happened. At that moment Krishna stood up and slapped Avinash loudly: 'Fool, did he not tell me despite all this?'

Avinash stared at him.

Krishna says, 'That defeat was imitation!'

'Hey!'

Malati and Avinash burst into tears. What good would it have been if he had done a little chokhavat with Krishna? Precious years of life are not wasted. The remorse of the mind does not have to be suffered.

Will this be called destiny?