From that haveli gamo got grains, from them his family lived and the fire of hunger was satiated, , to show his gratitude all he could do was carry water for them, , though there was a handpump in the vicinity of the haveli, and a private well in the back yard , nobody had asked him to get water to the haveli, but gamo went to the haveli regularly and drew water from there and sprinkled the vicinity thoroughly, doing his work he constantly recited haqq bahu s versus, , many a times the chaudhary made him sit down beside him to hear him recite specially to him, the day he recited for Karamazov chaudhary gamo was weighed down with grains, the chaudhary always sent him surrounded with gifts, the haveli doors were open for the village mashqi the insignificant water carrier, his position and status was acknowledged for his sincere work
Inside the chaudhary was getting ready to leave for a meeting when he heard gamo singing , the meaningful lines were soulful, his chaudhrain wife had recently died and since then he was a completely changed man Inside out, gamo s spiritual singing touched his heart, he stood before the mirror wiping his eyes, he drued his face before wearing his official headgear and ordered a servant to give gamo grains and extra buttermilk
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