Honesty of a Rickshaw-puller
Kashem, a destitute rickshaw puller in Dhaka, could barely make ends meet driving his rickshaw across various parts of the city. One day, while plying his trade, he chanced upon a group of men enticing passersby to purchase lottery tickets. Although Kashem knew that the odds of winning were slim, he was nevertheless tempted to buy a ticket. He noted the date of the draw and waited with bated breath for the results. On the day of the draw, he purchased a daily newspaper, which he perused with great eagerness. Having received rudimentary education in his childhood, Kashem could read and write, albeit to a limited extent. He carefully scanned the pages of the newspaper in search of the lottery result, his heart pounding with excitement as he searched for his ticket number. Finally, to his great surprise, he found his ticket number listed at the top of the winning numbers.
Overwhelmed with joy, Kashem broke down in tears. But the magnitude of his win left him unsure of how to proceed. Kashem decided to seek the advice of a school teacher in his neighborhood, who had kindly offered to assist him. Together, they went to the nearest police station to request security and subsequently contacted the lottery authorities. The officials confirmed Kashem's ticket and awarded him twenty-five lac taka as the first prize. Kashem returned home under police protection, his joy knowing no bounds.
With his newfound wealth, Kashem resolved to pursue self-employment. He returned to his village and invested in a poultry farm and a stationery shop, both of which proved profitable ventures. The remaining amount was deposited in a bank. Kashem's days of hardship were finally over, and he became financially stable and self-sufficient.
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