The Chaiwallah !

A chaiwallah across the road came up to me and asked me if he could borrow Rs. 500 from me. I asked him why and he said he wants to re-start his tea business. I liked the idea. Who wouldn't? I thought of the lovely hot milk tea i could sip in winter. So I gave him Rs. 500. He seemed grateful. Exactly, after ten days he returned the money. He informed his tea shop was up and running. But I wasnt so lucky. Everytime I ordered tea i was informed he had run out of milk. Ten days later he would again ask me for Rs. 500 This went on for a few months till i decided to let him have the five hundred rupees. At least he would stop coming. And he never bothered me again. But then yesterday I was informed the chaiwallah who took five hundred rupees from me had died. I thought about him, I think he was honest. Unlike the other chaiwallah who lords over India.