As everyone knows, the value of the money has changed, especially in last 2 decades. Earlier, Re.1 had a lot of value but now, even Rs.10 have no worth but our parents understand the importance of money more than current generation.
As the part of this modern and advanced youth generation, I also didn’t realize the value of Rs.10 until I had met with real life experience.
This is a story of one Saturday almost a month back.. I had to reach somewhere at 2.30pm. Though I was already late at home (my close friends won't be surprise with this). It generally takes me 45 mins to reach my destination from my home. On that day, I left home at around 2pm (as I already said, I was late). I took rickshaw to reach to bus stop. Rickshaw took 15mins and it dropped me at 2.20 pm near the bus stop.
The real shock came after getting down from rickshaw as I couldn’t find my purse to pay Rs.10 to rickshaw walla (rickshaw puller) . I was so confused that whether I left my small purse somewhere or somebody had stolen it.
I was already late to go back home to get some money or look for ATM nearby. So, I told the scenario to rickshaw puller honestly. Contrary to my thought, he found genuineness in my words and offered me money to carry on my journey further. But I refused his offering as I didnot want to get into trouble of finding him again to pay his money back (as I am very bad in remembering faces and names). Then, I asked a nearby Panwallah to lend me rs.20 but he refused he didn't know me well enough to lend me any money. Looking at this situation, rickshaw walla again offered me money. Helplessly, I accepted rs.10 from him (rs.5 for each side bus fare) in return of my name and address written on a paper for his convenience to come to my home to take his money. After all this drama, somehow, I managed to reach my destination almost on time.
When I reached in the evening, I found my purse was lying on my bed and rickshaw came to my home to take his money.
So, all is well in the end with the importance of rs.10 in my life....
