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The woman appeared affluent and from the nouveaue riche class. Large diamonds sparkled in her ears,her hair styled and groomed,she was speaking to someone on her phone. "The doctor has told that I have to have the operation so I thought to inform you." She paused, running her
eyes superficially on her surroundings. A little boy of fourteen,dirty and bedraggled was harassing some restaurant visitors probably for money, she presumed. Through the glass window of the cafe, ensconsed in its plush surroundings, sipping coffee she looked with disgust at the
boy.These street urchins were a pest ! They hounded you for money persistently. Her phone rang again. She heard a short clipped voice from the other end " Sorry maa, can't make it. But have made all the arrangements at the hospital. You will be treated like a queen. Suddenly,
Once there was a man. We will call him Mr Man. Mr Man got married and started his business. Unfortunately he suffered a loss. He took loan from his wife' relatives and his own parents and struggled with his business. But the profits were meagre and far fetched. His wife
tired of supporting him left him. Mr Man went to his friends for solace but they avoided him thinking he would ask money from them. Depressed anguished and totally disheartened Mr Man decided to quit his life as things were not working for him. His personal and proffessional
life was in shambles. So he went to Dwarka and without going inside the temple talked to Krishna. Thats it ! He said ! You did not give me a good life. I Quit ! He sat down near a field dejected. After some time he noticed a farmer sitting nearby. He was wearing a smile on his
