Cloak

- This cloak is my destiny. Changed my life and my future. I am what I am today because of this cloak

Dhurway opened the closet and saw a one-piece cloak on the cupboard hanger. Dhruv saw this cloak for the first time in his father's closet. Dhruv wondered why Daddy kept this thick cloak in his closet. A lot of ideas came to Dhruv's little brain. My dad is so rich. The city has a reputed doctor. But why would he keep this cloak in his closet?

Aniket asked, "Son Dhruv, what are you looking at when you open the bat?" Dad, why do you keep this cloak in your closet?

'Son, this is a memory of your grandfather and my father. I am what I am because of this cloak. '

'Hey Dad, what's so significant about a goat's head?'

Sunita asked 'Yes, I also question that in such a modern closet you have a lot of coats, blazers, shirt-ties. If you have a wonderful treasure trove of clothes, goggles and shoes, wrist watches, is this also a part of the treasure? Or is it a lucky cloak? Then any old memories? I also have a strong desire to know this. I was not lying. But the pole is talking, so I ask you. '

Yes, this is a lucky cloak and also someone's old memory. The form in which I have kept today.

The pole waited for it. So Dad tell me what's in this coat. Sunita proved the tone in Dhruv's talk.

This cloak is my destiny. Changed my life and my future. I am what I am today because of this cloak.

Sunita said: "Now talk directly without much fuss, Doctor."

This cloak is a memory of your grandfather and my father. It contains the whole life.

Dad, you say straight to the cloak without talking too big and horizontally?

My father Shivabhai. Who were farmers. Very diligent and honest and very simple. Were frugal. If much needed. If it is unavoidable and without which it is not possible to run now, it will cost money. People considered him stingy and greedy.

'Hey Dad was my grandfather like that? No, Son. There is a difference between stinginess and frugality. He believed in saving. Right now you don't hesitate to ask for a hundred rupees or five hundred rupees. When we have to ask for four of these, we have to think forty times. We are four brothers and three sisters. We are all hardworking and hard working people. These qualities I got from my mother Samarthaba i.e. your grandmother. '

The savings he always says is Trevad's second brother. To make the sheet as wide as the legs. Your grandfather's torn shoes, a sewn cloak. Wearing khamish. Never be ashamed to wear torn clothes. Yes the laundry should be clean and neat. Torn clothes and old parents should never be ashamed. These were my father's words. '

My father was known in society as stingy. People called him Lobhidas. Once when there was a famine, my father, without thinking, kept enough grain and gave the rest to the poor and needy. The mouths of the leaders of the society widened. They lost sight of my father.

Once upon a time in society my grandfather had to do grandchildren. People were thinking inside, how can such a big grandson be frozen? In my grandfather's time, rupee was like a cart.

'Hey Dad, what is a rupee like a cart? How can you get away with such a large sum of money? '

Son, the rupee was worth a lot at that time. At present there is no value of a thousand rupees. Sunita said.

Yes, at that time he made a grand granddaughter by spending Rs. Don't be frugal at all. Opened the money bag. All Natila put her finger in her mouth. His philanthropist began to count. Money changes everything. But my father was not affected.

My grandfather had these qualities and so did my father. He donated five hundred rupees to build the credit.

Just five hundred rupees! Dad. Is your grandfather really called stingy? Son, five hundred rupees is called adhadhadha in those days. Keeping a mare at home. He used to sit on a horse and go to the farm. Vat heavy. Even those who live in simplicity.

We all became an engineer, as my father taught us. I became a professor, a scientist and I became a doctor. Taught my three sisters. That was the beginning of the era of educating girls. Taught us all. We all got married. He also supported us all in building a house. Savings and thrift Karin lived and taught us. This tattered robe reminds me of my father. Everything I am is like a coat with a thong. I have not been able to forget my past, I have always had the memory of thrift, the memory of saving and the memory of dedication to the society in this time. Wiped the wet corners in Aniket's eyes.

- Bharat Pancholi