'Dooth' a short story - Kavita Nalawde

Kavita Nalawde

Dooth

Ashok was in the local train going towards Churchgate. His destination was Charni Road where the big wholesale market for wedding cards was. His only daughter Tanya was getting married and somebody had suggested this place to select the design as he could then get it done for peanuts.

He hated travelling by train but then the thought of saving a considerable amount of money was too good to resist. He had been a miser all his life. Everybody used to mock him as he had so much of money but would still drive the 20thcentury piece of metal, which he called his car. He always said, ‘You should definitely value money.’

Ashok would use an item till the point when it couldn’t be used anymore. His wife Minoo would always tell him, ‘you have earned enough; it’s time to do some charity’.

Ashok would just rub her off saying ‘charity begins at home dear, I have not worked so hard to loose it all.’ He would guard even his cheapest of belongings with utmost dedication.

This attitude was a direct result of extreme poverty.... (Click to read more)