O Yashoda seated at the gate of heaven, I will not let the cows of the village die of hunger and the beggars too.

- The desert is thirsty for the rose - Parajit Patel

- Maji, from today this house is yours... and consider me your son! Forget that you were a beggar!

'Hway is nowhere left?' Dayarambhai Manoman only questions... This is the work accepted by his soul. And the work that man accepts from within, he gets incredible joy in it! Dayaram is Dayaram. Even after reaching fifty, the body is tired. The same youthful exuberance, the same agility and the same twanginess. is alone. The wife left the diocese five years ago. No children. Ekalram is Dayaram!

Yes, they do not live on the basis of anyone. The basis is the memories of Yado's dead wife Yashoda. Dayaram is the one who lives independently. A good bank balance is that. It is a nice tenement. She comes with work and leaves with work.

That's how the day passed

Going.

That's how time goes.

Yes, despite all this loneliness like a witch's wand torments them. But what happens: how to eradicate loneliness?

So...

Loneliness makes one kneel poor! Night falls... Darkness descends on Avni. The door of the house closes! ne -

Hi Ray, Solitude!

The sitar of sleep plays the whole night!

It happened once: What about just remembering the wife? What about just chanting his name? Do something...!

He decided.

Yashoda loves cows very much... If a cow comes in the courtyard, she starts petting it. He sat down to rub his hand on his forehead.

It occurred to Dayarambhai: 'God has given so much... so why not feed the cows? A man speaks when he is hungry, but cows do not speak? If you start to worry a lot! Cows, and beggars suffering from hunger! If it goes into the stomach of the father, he will give dua...'

And he hired a cooking sister on salary. From today tiffin off... From today eat only what is cooked at home.

Sister makes fragrant shiro in the morning. Makes a pile of puris. Makes vegetables. Makes dalbhat... and then Dayavantbhai leaves with a big box of food in his car.

A cow appears

The car is standing

Shiro is cooked in a wooden dish

Then put the dish

Before the cow of debt: 'Eat... Mavdi, eat, eat and eat! If you eat, my Yashoda sitting in heaven will be delighted!'

The cow eats

And the joy of it

Dayarambhai is looting. And 'Jo Yashoda, how has the cow become pulkit? All this is Your glory, Yashoda! I will not let the cows of the village die of hunger... and I will not keep the beggars hungry... understood?'

The cows of the village eat a lot. So beggars? If you see a beggar sitting outside the temple, approach him. Asking: 'Are you hungry, Lord?'

God!

God bless!

A beggar?

- Enjoy the food!

'Ow Sayab, very hungry

It's on!'

'Want to eat?'

'Who will feed?'

'I will feed...'

The box opens. Food items are placed in thick paper dishes. Dal is rice, puri-shak, shiron is fritters! And the beggar is satisfied! Eats thoroughly. Another is given.

It becomes difficult to have a stomach! And the beggar becomes overjoyed: 'Hash, God will do you good. God will save you as my stomach is empty!'

Dayarambhai is watching. They think that the beggar is not eating, God himself is eating! If someone is established as God, then the plants of good deeds will not grow! Taking his blessings Dayaram's car moves forward. A beggar sits in the corner of the Ramji temple. The clothes are fine, but they are torn and bright. As the beggar sees Dayaram, he stretches out his hand: 'Give me something, sir!'

Dayarambhai keeps the car parked. Gets out: 'Maji, are you a beggar? It doesn't seem like it!'

'What to do, sir! A son of one died in an accident. The dead husband did not leave anything, only food. I could not even do any work due to the weakness of my body. Relatives turned out to be selfish, if you talk to someone, say, 'Who will take care of you? your father Don't spend money keeping you! Show a way than that, will I speak?'

'Show me.'

'Show me the way, but will I do it?'

'I will. If the pain of hunger is avoided!'

'Have you seen Fakir's pillow?'

'Seen!'

'Have you seen the Ramji temple near it?'

'Have seen...'

'Then do one thing. Beg outside the temple sitting on the corner...'

- And defeated, tired, tormented, tired of drinking the poison of insults, I felt that way was the right way... and have been sitting here for some time. Kind people give, and I fill my stomach!

Dayaram's eyes widened. After closing his eyes for a while, as if standing in front of him, Yashoda asked: 'Tell me, what should I do? Shall I take this ex to our house? Are you satisfied?'

Yashoda's reply was received, 'Maji, let's go to my house. Think of me as your son!' He held the hand of the former and made him sit in the car. Home has arrived. Dayaram said: 'Maji, from today this house is yours and I am your son, eat, drink and party!'