Sibichen K Mathew
C.P Shrimali, son of Damodar Lal Srimali was in Class 6. The chubby boy beamed with joy when his classmate
distributed fountain pen to all his close friends on his birthday. He proudly attached
the pen to his pocket and ran to the
house immediately after the school. He wanted to show the pen to his siblings. The
siblings were happy to see Shrimali’s new pen and they took turns to see it. In the
night, when the father returned from work after writing the accounts for about
seven shops from 7am to 9.30pm, he spotted a new pen with Shrimali.
He asked gently: “Dear son, I see a new pen with you. A very beautiful one. Where did you get it?”
Shrimali said: ‘Raj was celebrating his
birthday today and he gave a pen to each of his close friends as a gift.’
“Such an expensive pen?” Shrimali’s
father asked.
