2. QUIETNESS

There was a one person with a name Munshi Shaligram was an old wealthy Man of Banaras.

Life-style is known. And ancestral Property was also high. He is proud of Dashashwamedh Ghat used to touch the sky. salaries are such that the income of twenty-five thousand was not met even in expenditure. There were great devotions of sages and Brahmins. He earned something, he used to get used to the Brahmabhoja and the treasury and hospitality of the sadhus. A saint-Mahatma comes to the city, and he is the guest of Munshiji. such sanskrit scholars that great pundits consider him as a ironic. In vedantic principles his mind was inclined towards the disinterest.

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Munshiji was naturally very much in love with children .When children have to across the locality they use to be accosted by their love-war and when children use to leave the house with them their should be converged with love-war. When they come out of the house. They saw the stone-hearted mother was beating her child. The boy was crying bitterly and then Mr.Munshi could not stop himself, and he ran towards the child and Mr.Munshiji lifted the child in his lap and bowed his head in front of the woman. The woman vowed not to beat her boy from that. The person who is so affectionate to the children of others, how much he will love his/her child, is out of speculation. When a son was born, Munshiji got separated from all the works of the world. Somewhere they shaking the boy in the carousel and cheering. somewhere they are pulling him by sitting in a beautiful promenade. They did not take him away from him even for a moment. They had forgotten themselves in the affection of the child. ..

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The Suawama named the boy as Pratapchandra. As the name was, so were the gana. He was extremely talented and handsome. when he used to speak, the listeners got captivated. The grand frontier used to glow. The organ was such that he did not even consider the boys with double deals. At this very young age, his face was so divine and enlightening that if he suddenly stood in front of an unfamiliar person, he would look with awe.

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Thus, six years were spent laughing and playing. On the day of joy, like the wind, they go out of the shock and do not even know. They are the days of misfortune and the nights of disaster, which do not cut. It's how many days since the birth of Pratap! The pleasant sound of congratulations was echoing in the ears that the sixth anniversary had arrived. The end of the sixth year was the beginning of the night. Munshi Shaligram's earthly relationship was only ostentatious. He lived a life of reckless and uninterested life. Though manifest, like ordinary world men, he was afflicted by the afflictions of the world and delighted by the joys, yet his mind always enjoyed the great and joyful peace, which had no effect on the sighs of sorrow and the pats of happiness. Does matter.

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Magha was Bhaven. Imbha fair was held in Pashar. In Nagdit, the passengers were transported to Prayag like cotton. The elders of Asi-Asi Varas - for whom it was getting harder for years - were going to Prayagraj by doing nagdate, lathi kale mojle te. Great sage-mahatmas, whose wishes would drag people into the dark caves of the Himalayas, had come at the same time to hug the holy waves of Gangaji. Munshi Shaligram also found it alluring. There is a black bath spoken by Swama.

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Suwama-Sarahalla became deserted. There is no human sighting scribe - you do not accept to walk, otherwise it would have been great joy. You would never have seen such a fair. Suvama - My life is frightened by such a fair. Musi - I do not believe. Ever since Swami Parmanandji has come, he is worried about his philosophy. At first Suvama did not agree to his departure, but when he saw that it would not stop, then he was compelled to agree. Munshiji same day at eleven o'clock in the night ,Went to Prayagraj While walking, he kissed Pratap's face and embraced the woman with love. At that time, Suvama saw that his eyes were prostrated. His heart trembles, looking at Munshi ji's eyes tearfully, Suvama shivered. Those drops of tears were a deep sea of quietness and sacrifice. They looked like tiny particles of water; But she was so serious and extensive!

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Just like the little ones were particles of water, but there was so much gas and detail. On the other hand Munshi ji came out of the house and here Suvama took a cold breath. Someone said in her heart that now you will belong to your husband. One day has passed, two days have passed, the fourth day has come and it is night, till the whole week has passed, but Munshiji does not come. Then Suvama started to swell. Wired, the men ran, but nothing was found. The second week also ended in similar efforts. The disappearance of Munshiji was not only for his family, but was a mourning for the whole city. I used to have the same conversation in shops, in halwais. He hears, he mourns - what rich, what poor! Everyone had this grief. They brought enthusiasm all over. Now there was a sadness. The streets through which they used to come out with a bunch of children, now dust was blowing. Children used to cry and stubbornly to bring them to him. Where did those poor people know that now the Pramod Sabha has dissolved. Their mothers wept face-to-face with tears, as if their real lover had died.

By the way, everyone wept crying Munshi ji's secret; But the thickest tears had fallen from the eyes of the artisans and mahajans, whose transactions had not yet been accounted for. They started cutting letters of accounts one by one after ten or twelve days as they were cut. A hundred rupees of ghee has come in a Brahmabhoja and the price has not been given. Two hundred flour has come from somewhere. Bajaja has an account of the Sahasranas. At the time of building the temple, he had taken a loan of twenty rupees from a Mahajan, he is still lying there. This was the condition of accounting. The condition of the material was that there was no item other than a good house and related materials, so that a huge amount could be made. There was no other way than to sell the property, so that the loan could be repaid by obtaining money.

Poor Suvama was sitting on a low-lying mat and Pratap Chandra was ticking in the courtyard riding on his wooden horse that Pandit Moteram Shastri — the priest of the clan — came in smilingly. Disappointed to see them happy, Suwama got up shocked that it might have brought some good news. Spread the seat for them and with hopeful eyes Started seeing Panditji sat on the pedestal and sniffing and said - Have you seen the accounts of the Mahajans?

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Suwama said in disappointing words - Yes, I saw. Mataram-Rashi is very deep. Munshi ji did not think anything about himself and did not keep some accounts with him. Suvama - Yes, now this amount is deep, otherwise what is the amount of money, have been raised in each meal. Mataram - not all days are equal. Suwama - Now whatever God will do, what can I do? Mataram - Yes, the will of God is the root, but have you thought anything? Suwama - Yes, I will sell the village. Moteram-Rama-Rama! What do you say? If the land is sold, what will be left then? Suvama - Except now there is no other solution. Mataram, well, the earth has gone out of hand, so how will your people survive? Suwama - Our God is the master. That fleet will cross. Moteram - It will be a matter of great regret that the boys and boys of such benevolent men will suffer. This is the wish of Suvama-God, so what about anyone? Mataram, well, let me tell you a tip that even the snake should die and the sticks do not break.

Suwama - Yes, tell, it will be a great favor. First of all, please write a request to the Collector and give it to the Collector to forgive the goods. Leave the rest of the settlement on us. We will do whatever we want, but the area will not be affected. Suvama - Even if something is revealed; From where will you get so much money? Moteram - what is the lack of money for you? In the name of Munshiji, it is not a big deal to settle fifty thousand rupees without any education. The truth is that the rupee is kept, it is late for you to say 'yes'. The gentle men of Suvama-nagar must have collected? Moteram - Yes, the rupee got collected in the matter. Sir gesture Was very

An application for Suvama-tax-salvation will not be written to me nor do I want to take a loan in the name of my master. I will pay everyone a penny from their villages.

Saying this, Suwam turned away from her stance and wanted her yellow and so, he said carefully - well, as you wish. There is no coercion in it, but if we see you suffering in any way, it will be a catastrophe that day. Just understand this.

Suvama - So what do you want me to do in the name of my husband, the gratitude of others? I will die water in this house, I will die while fasting, but I will not be obliged by anyone. . Mataram-Chh Chh Chh! Who can look at you? How do you get out of your mouth? There is no shame in taking loans. Who is the rich who does not have a loan of lakhs or two lakhs?

Suwama - I do not believe that this debt does not have Nihora. Moteram-Suvama, where did your wisdom go? Well, all kinds of sorrows will come, but don't you have pity on this child?

Moteram was very hard. Suvama became prostrate. He looked at the son with compassionate eyes. What austerities did I not do for this child? Is there unhappiness in his fate? The Amola, which was saved from the strong bumps of the climate, which would not have to face the strong rays of the sun, which was absorbed by affection, will it fade today in this burning sun and the flames of this fire? Suvama sat in this worry for several minutes. Moteram was getting delighted that now he was successful. In this case, Suwama raised his head and said - whose father raised millions to live, he cannot become a dependent of others. If the father's religion will be his helper, then he himself will feed and eat ten. (Calling the boy) Son! Come here soon. From tomorrow your sweets, milk, ghee will all stop. Will you cry? Saying this, he made the son sit on his lap in love and wiped the sweat of his pink cheeks and kissed.

what did Pratap say on the selection? Will sweets stop tomorrow? Why what confectioner

It is sweet, but who will give its money? Pratap - If we are big, we will give him a lot of money. Come on, tick! Tick! Look mother, what a fast horse! Suvama's eyes again filled with water. Haha! Objections of impoverishment will come to this idol of beauty and tenderness. No, no, I will enjoy all myself. But even till objection against his life child I will not let you come. ' Mother was thinking this and Pratap was getting absorbed in full strength to climb on his stubborn and stubborn horse.

Children are the kings of the mind. The idea is that Motiram spread a lot of net. A variety of eloquence was shown, but Suvama did not 'yes' to 'yes' once. Blessed-Blessed, who heard the news of his self-defense. His reputation was doubled in the hearts of the people. He did what was right for a woman of such a contented and generous-hearted man. On its fifteenth day, the area was auctioned. Fifty bear rupees were received. Total debt repaid. Unnecessary items of the house were sold. In the house too, Suvama pulled high walls from inside and made two separate blocks. You started living in one and the other got hired.