Nice gift
Our way to the city. This road was always busy. Many vehicles such as cars, bicycles, rickshaws, scooters were constantly coming and going, and the road was overflowing with people passing by. Men, women and children! Only people everywhere! In addition, there was a bus stop on the corner! The bus would increase the crowd even more. In the morning and in the evening, the road was just crowded. There was a bookstore near this bara stop, with the bold letters 'Abhiruchi Granth Bhandar' painted on the board. That big shop on the main street, in town, very old. All kinds of books were available in that shop. There were study books required for school and college. In June, July, a bunch of children used to fly in the shop. The servants in the shop used to get very busy while taking out new blank books. There were also religious books like Gita, Dnyaneswari, Dasbodh, Gatha in that shop.
A large corner of the shop was occupied by these books. There were also many fine books like stories and novels. Beautiful, colorful books for children were arranged in front. She used to mark street children through the glass. Even the children were shivering. She used to pull her father's hand and say, 'Dad, Dad...' 'What the hell?' Baba used to shout a little. Because the road is crowded And Dad is in a hurry. 'Dad, take that book to me. Son Arjav would do 'Ah! Not now, never again.' Dad used to scold. 'No dad, now.' The boy would insist. Raghu at the counter used to pay close attention to such conversations. He would quickly step forward and say, 'Come on, sir, at least give him the books he likes.' Leaving the father's hand, the son would quickly enter the shop. Even Baba's heart was troubled. He used to get down after buying two Nar books. Raghu's skill is just like that.
Raghu is a simple servant in that shop. A twenty-two-twenty-three-year-old boy. Dark complexion, stylish face and unusually expressive, hazel eyes. He is also soft spoken and has complete knowledge of all the books in that shop. Raghu used to know everything about what was written in which book and which book was kept where. Several times the owner of the shop, Mohansheth, also touched Raghu They used to ask, 'Hey Ramu, where is Dhargalkar's book on economics? Is it?' 'It's over there in the fourth compartment,' replied Raghu the owner promptly. 'Remove, wait.' 'Just show them that.' The owner would be freed by decree. 'Come on. Come here.' Raghu used to say politely. Then he would take out ten or twelve more books on that subject and show them. He used to say, 'There is a lot of information in this, but if you want it for the exam, take it.' The shopkeeper used to follow Raghu's advice. Many people used to ask Raghu first. To get any book on this subject. Raghu's advice turned out to be right. "Oh Ram, when do you read all these books?" Professor Mane once asked Raghu with admiration. 'Hey! Sir, what am I going to read such big big books? I am a simple 12th educated, half-time dropout. How can I read such large books in English and on deep subjects?' But then how do you understand so much what is in the book?' asked the professor curiously. 'Oh, you give books to the students of their subject!'
'What is it sir, you don't have to read the whole book to understand what is in the book. Even if you sift a little, you will understand. I open every new book first. sieves If I feel like reading, I read it completely, during the afternoon break. My job is to give that book to whoever needs it. But this work makes me very happy. When the right knowledge falls into the hands of a right person, it becomes gold. I feel the same way. All these books are my friends. I feel good that they are given due respect. '
'You are a true friend of books!' 'During my school days I learned a good deal of Sanskrit. I mean there are many Subhasitas, but this stuck in my mind.' Raghu was saying.
The professor was listening intently.
'Which Ray Subhashit? It will be about books.' 'Yes.' 'Protected in oil, protected in water, protected in a loose bond. Don't give it to stupid hands and say 'Book'. Raghu showed the verse as the text. Mane Sir shook his head. 'Wow! Protect me from good oil and water. Books say don't screw me up and most importantly don't give me to a fool?' Manesar asked with a smile. Raghu nodded his head and gave them a nod. 'What was discussed?' Both of them turned to look at the question in a loud voice. 'Oh! Hello Doctor Kamat!' Manesar took his hand and greeted Dr. Kamat. 'Hello doctor.' Ramu said bowing politely. Huh! What Raghusheth, some new books?" 'Yes, the doctor did not come. I have kept a separate one for you. I bring it.' Raghu said and quickly went to the small grove above.
'This kid is very smart.' Doctor Kamat said looking at Raghu. 'Yes, isn't it? His love for books and reading is tremendous.' Professor Mane confirmed. He knows very well. Ah, he has a good knowledge of our medicine and pharmacology. He always keeps new important books aside for me.' The doctor was telling Kamat. 'But how can he know about this deep and complicated subject of yours?' Professor Mane asked.
'That's a surprise! Actually this guy is big
Would have been a doctor. 'Shall I become a doctor, sir?" Books in hand, doctor Raghu said handing it to Kamat. 'I am your simple country man.' 'Oh, but how exactly do you understand these books?' 'I like to read this doctor. But to myself Is it going to be of any use?' Raghu asked. 'Are you coming to work in my hospital?' Doctor Kamat asked jokingly. Before Raghu could give any answer, Mohansheth shouted from the other side, 'Wow! Doctor! Hey, if I take Raghu, I won't be Panchayat! Who will manage my shop? There are four servants in the shop, but one of them, except Raghu, never finds the books he needs on time.' Everyone laughed at Mohansheth's words.
I love it here doctor, how much time passes with this book. Meet people as big as you. Relatives talk to me. How normal I am. Very insignificant!' Raghu was speaking from his heart. "Wow! You talk like a book Let's go.' said the doctor. Why are you starting education Raghu back? Come to my college Professor Mane said, 'No sir, not now.' Raghu refused. "Oh, what's wrong with you?" No sir. Don't want it now. Now this world of books is my world. Very favorite universe. What a fortune to find something you like! What should be regarded as suffering?' 'You are wise.' said the doctor. 'Hee Thee, tell me to bill these pages of books.' The doctor left and Raghu returned
Enjoyed showing books to other people.
'What Raghusheth, how is it?' Doctor Kamat turned to Ramu as soon as he entered the shop. 'Come... come doctor.' Raghu was happy to see the doctor. He immediately went ahead. He said, 'I have kept this book for you look ' 'Which one? Let's see.' Doctor Kamat took the book eagerly. 'Year Book of Urology.' 'Wow! Great! Oh Doctor Mundada needed this book very much. Just asking yesterday. Well done, you put it away Book it. Now take it first and give it to them. will be very happy.' Doctor Kamat left immediately with the bill. Raghu was happy to see the happiness on their faces.
Days of May Scorching heat. Raghu was walking home after closing the shop. Three hours break in the afternoon. Mohansheth did not come today. So all the responsibility was on Rakhu. At one o'clock he let the others go. Then the cash was kept in the cupboard. He went out after closing the doors of the shop properly. The road was like that. The sun was burning overhead. Even through the handkerchief tied on his head, his heat was very intense. Ramu was lifting his legs somehow. He wasn't in the mood today, but had to go home. Mother will be waiting at home. Stop to eat, but what happens? Darkness came before his eyes and Raghu fell down on the road. His pure loss.
It was noticed by a scooter rider on that road with sparse traffic. He stopped. Rapu came near. Then more people stopped. 'Who? what?' Questioned. But no one knew anything. No one needed an address. Finally people stopped a rickshaw and put Ramu in it. The policeman admitted him to the government hospital. By recruiting some unknown patient from the hospital took Sisters gave first aid and she went to other work Gone Raghu was lying like that. unconscious At six o'clock in the evening, the hospital was crowded. It was time for the doctor's round. Cistus started to grow.
The doctor came out after completing his rounds of the ward. The general turned to Ward. 'Any new patient today?' he asked Sister Anna. 'Um'? yes There are two.' The sister answered promptly. 'Who?' 'This is Shivaji Patil, the gastro patient, and this is the other...' 'Who else?' 'I don't know the name sir. Glani fell on the road. People recruited here in the afternoon. Fell on the road? Let's see who it is?' Doctor work Hastily moved forward. He looked at the patient lying on the cot They immediately shouted, 'Oh! This is Raghu, oh my God!' Seeing the expression on the doctor's face, the sister was confused. 'Sir, do you know him?' Sister, immediately move him to a special room and start the treatment I say immediately. Keep your full attention on him. Call me as soon as you come to your senses. Even in the middle of the night. The doctor examined Raghu. Start the drug plan immediately made Farewell went to Raghu's house. Mohan Sheth also appeared. 'What happened to my Raghu?' Raghu's mother kept crying was asked 'Don't you worry at all. Am I?' Doctor Kamat was saying.
'He'll be fine, won't he?' Mohansheth asked.
'Must be. I myself am not standing next to him. will fail the effort, was A mean, poor boy. Just a normal kid working in a bookstore. But the famous and skilled doctor of the city, the highest authority of that hospital, Doctor Kamat, was treating him.
Longed for him. Was worried. 'Who is this patient of yours?' Dr. Shah also asked Kamat. 'Not that relationship, but he's a very nice guy. Such nice people should live. I always love to associate with such wonderful people.' Dr. Kamat's tireless efforts were successful. Raghu came to his senses. It gradually got better. What should he talk to Dr. Kamat on his way home? understanding He bowed at their feet. 'Hey, why are you crazy Raghu?' said the doctor.
'Doctor, how much have you done for me.' Raghu Gadgadood said, 'Oh, I need you, don't I? Where else will I meet such a bookish, nice man? Yes or no?' Dr. Kamat handed Raghu a big bunch and patted him on the back. Raghu looked at that beautiful bouquet full of eyes. His face lit up with joy, became cheerful. Along with the fresh flowers was a card. Wrote on it It was, 'A nice gift to a nice person. '
