Man shanti

Ramgarh-born businessman Ratan Singh. He had built the cosmos from scratch with only his own strength and labour. They now belonged to one of Ramgarh's most fruitful families. In the city, everybody respected him. People thought it important to consult them before engaging in any commerce. However, by giving the business to his four sons, he felt relieved. They desired a tranquil setting for the remainder of their days. Home and outside affairs should be kept separate from one another. Go somewhere where even four words can be said against someone's will. It won't be necessary to speak. No one would be familiar with his name outside of the daily ram. Even in the chaos, it can be found. One does not like to be alone. It cannot be purchased with money. Ratansimhana, however, disagreed. He had purchased a modest home in Sonapur, a sleepy area. The village was stunning. It was filled with little streams and dense bushes. There weren't many people living in the village. People felt content as well. The day therefore moved slowly. The air had a certain stillness to it. Ratan Singh, however, eventually grew tired of doing the same things every day. He declared that he would go for Sonapur in two or four days, stay there for however long he pleased, and then come back whenever he pleased. He travelled for Sonapur two days later with his wife, some goods, and their elderly servant Khandu. They were overjoyed to discover Sonapur's serene, beautiful setting. They are confident that we will achieve the desired peace in this place. 

They had a wonderful day. During the evening on a cosy chair He commented to his wife when he first awoke, "Swarna, what a great idea it was for you to purchase this home in this village. We can now live how we like. But Lakshmi is behind all of this alchemy!" Swarna didn't say anything when she selected the next bloom; she just grinned. Ratan Singh was awakened by the sound of knocking, not by thoughts of how many days he would spend sleeping peacefully. This went on for some time. With that sound, all his excitement had subsided. He turned to face Swarna. She was dozing off. She made them feel defeated. By placing a stick on Udaya Haya, he made the decision to silence the noise, and after covering his head with a blanket, he began to try to fall asleep. He dispatched Khandu to the village the following morning. Khandu brought a man at midday. He worked at night as a goldsmith. His hammer's clang could be heard in the distance. They had fallen asleep due to the sound of his hammer. For going to another house, Ratansimhani presented him a bag filled with gold stamps. The goldsmith gave a respectful bow before leaving. That evening, Ratan Singh was worn out. So I quickly fell asleep. But tonight, he went to bed with a purpose in mind. They awoke at around midnight to a loud bang. It was taken, Canosa. The cacophony of today was louder than the racket of last night. They began to pace on the veranda as they grew restless. Swarna briefly thrashed in her sleep before drifting off peacefully. They grew angrier yet. 

The next day, they defeated Khandu upon his return to the settlement. It was requested that the voice's owner come forward. With his hands bound, a helpless man stood in front of them. A blacksmith, he was. While he was working, his hammer produced noise. He didn't like it, though. Working for food was a component of it. Ratansih assured him that they would give him a bag of gold coins if he completed his assignment elsewhere. Poor man was confused. He was immediately prepared to leave for somewhere else. He happily accepted the gold currency and walked. In the hopes that there wouldn't be any trouble tonight, Ratan Singh went to bed. Having had a difficult time sleeping the previous two nights, he dozed off quickly. The soothing chirping of birds woke him up in the early morning. The morning was joyful. Swarna delivered milk to them in a flower pot. Following that, they lived very quietly for a day or two. Nijat was now certain of everything. But on the third day, he woke up in the middle of the night terrified. He swiftly brought the two voices together. The thud of the blacksmith's hammer and the sound of the goldsmith's hammer came from different angles. His hands were tightly cupped over his ears. He had a surge of rage. They promised the blacksmith and goldsmith a bag full of gold coins in exchange for them leaving their location. How does that sound, then? They both kept their promises. They are completely ignorant. The following day, in broad daylight, they overcame Khandu. "They've both departed their home, master. They have relocated to a new location "said Khandu. Ratan Singh became alarmed. They cried out, "But yesterday the sound was coming from his own guns." Khandu asked, "Master, what is it?" "The donkey and horse were both laden down with luggage. On the way, they ran into each other. Both desired moving into a new home while renting out the old one. After that, they came to the decision that the goldsmith would move into the blacksmith's home and vice versa. They exchanged castles, took them, and began to go ". When Swarna heard this, she burst out laughing. As Ratan Singh scratched his ears, he began to consider going back to Ramgarh. But Khandu alternately regarded the two of them with surprise.