Thirty - forty lakhs of a year is not on the payment seat, it is not possible to cross even by selling education loan, farming.  You know, I wanted to be a doctor since childhood.  His mother said in the middle, and Papa, I also wanted to become a doctor, now the dream of both of them will be fulfilled.  Dadu - Son, ask the mind, what does he want to do?  Father, what do you think?  It is still its raw age.
 

Father- I am saying the same thing, would it be okay to send out at a young age?  Father !  Kota city is the city of coaching for the cultivation of doctors, engineers, even if a child has a little talent, he moves ahead, then some risk has to be taken.  

Dadu had read his mind, he was not interested in becoming a doctor.  Grandfather saw, for a few days a middle-aged painter has come to live in the neighboring flat, whose stature is tall, the painter wears pajama kurta and numbered round glasses and French cut beard under it.   

The painter of introverted tendency keeps on painting on the canvas on the front stand.  Colors and other materials are scattered in small bowls nearby, because he keeps the door of his flat open, so his movement is visible from outside.  

Sometimes Dadu sees, the mind keeps staring at the painter while standing in the outer space.  To his amazement too, as soon as the artist's hand moves, a beautiful sketch is ready.  That painter lives alone, it seems that he eats food outside or gets tiffen, if he wants to make a special dish at his house, then give it to that artist too.  

The painter is going to get some big award, in today's newspapers any of his paintings have been selected for this award.  His photographs along with his paintings are in the headlines of the newspapers.  of society
 

The office bearers organized a program to honor him in the hall of the society, where all the children, elders and families of the society gathered.  When he was greeted with a garland and invited to speak, his throat swelled, he was repeatedly wiping his eyes with a handkerchief with his glasses off his eyes, the painter took out a painting from his bag.  

Running it on the projector, showing it to everyone, he said, look carefully all the paintings on which I have received the award, the picture in it is of my dear friend Bal Sakha Sushil.  Sushil and my parents were bent on making us doctors and engineers, for this we were sent to Kota to take coaching.