There was a small tailor shop in one corner of the village. The name is Masterji. He does not have a pair of clothes, sewing clothes. But there was only one problem - when he saw the expensive cup, his eyes would turn red. The villagers got the expensive clothes from the villagers, half of them would steal.
One day a young man named Manish arrived at the masterji shop. NippleHe approached Masterji and said, "Masterji, make a dress!"
Masterji took the size, but the eyes were shining on the clothes. Inside, greed is shaking. He said, "Brother, it doesn't even have half the clothes! Who cheated you!"
Manish said, "It is possible to do so. What are you saying? I bought it at full price!"
Masterji said in a sweet melody, "Don't worry, let me add clothes from my stock. There will be unique design, and the price too.I will not take it too much! " Manish agreed.
Shortly afterwards, Masterji made clothes - half theft of Nilambari, the rest of the old clothes collage! Manish was happy and left with his clothes. However, Masterji sewed the children's clothes in the rest of the cloth and hung it in the shop. Sold in two days!
Meanwhile, Manish returned home after wearing a new clothes. Suddenly a few youths started laughing on the street. One pointed, "Look, brother, 'fashion' has come to the village!"Another jokingly said, "Not fashion, fooling! Surely the work of the tailor?"
Manish's cheeks became red. "What are you saying?"
"That tailor steals everyone's clothes! The rest of the hanging is paired from the hanging. The rest of the cloth sells the baby's clothes. Don't look, you will see your clothes on a boy two days later!"
Manish was on fire! "Why doesn't anyone say anything to the door?"
"Who listens? He is cleverly stealing, forcingDon't snatch We don't go to his shop anymore! "
Manish said to his teeth and said, "It has to be taught!"
The next day Manish went to the tailor shop. With the impression of joy in his eyes, he said, "Masterji, everyone in the city is mad at your clothes! Want three hundred clothes - in the three sizes. I will sell. You will keep the commission!"
The smile on Masterji's face. Capital, all the savings began to sew three hundred clothes. Wake up at night, wake up day by day. Fifteen days are all overDid!
But Manish does not come anymore. Three days later he went out to find the tailor. Manish grabbed the village. "Made of clothes, where to take?"
Manish turned the lips upside down and said, "No clothes? I don't know you!"
Masterji's head turned. "Destroy! All my money sank!"
"What is the harm in sinking theft money? You have stolen everyone's clothes, this time your money is dipped!"
Masterji raised his hand and the people gathered. Panchayat was called.
PanchayatThe chief person told Masterji, "Do you have the evidence that Manish has ordered you. He has not given any money before."
Masterji cried, "Don't lie, sir!"
"You have a lot of complaints of dishonesty.
Masterji sat on the ground. Water in his eyes, plead in his voice, "Forgive everyone. And ever ...!"
The villagers bought the clothes. At Masterji's shop nowTrue honesty. In the eyes of Manish, a single water - the whole village was educated.
Story: Greed blinds people, and losing honesty will also lose faith in society. Cheating the deceit of yourself in the end!
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