This is a poor translation of a story by Munshi Premchand. The objective is merely to exhort readers to read the original or better translations. It is a simple story but speaks volumes about the inherent goodness in every human being. A handful of activists have gathered near a toddy shop to request drunkards to abstain from drinking since the habit causes destruction of their homes. The shop owner decides to offer free drinks to his clients in order to foil the efforts of the activists. A habitual drunkard is unlikely to heed the requests of the volunteers under ordinary circumstances; and when free drinks are on offer, who will listen to the volunteers? In fact, they face the risk of being beaten up by the drunkards. This is what happens when a volunteer tries to stop Maiku from entering the shop. An infuriated Maiku slaps the man and enters. But does he drink? What does Maiku do? Please read the story to find out.
It was time to pack my bags; the head office had transferred me to a different city. When you live in a place for quite a long time you become fond of it; so it was with me. I did not wish to go away and begin life anew in a strange city. I besieged the head office with several applications requesting that the transfer order be rescinded. But it was of no avail. I had to move. My office decided to give me a farewell party. And what a party! I will never forget it.
Mohan was just scribbling away random four-digit numbers and multiplying them by 9. One particular four-digit number caught his attention. When he multiplied this number by 9, the result was again a four-digit number; curiously, the resulting number was reverse of the original number. Can you guess what number Mohan had hit upon? It was a four-digit number which when multiplied by 9 yielded a four-digit number again, and the resulting number was reverse of the original number.