A dialogue between two labourers
Kalak : How many kids have you got?
Babu : I don't remember. They are ten, twelve.
Kalak : I am asking about your kids.
Babu : What do you mean? I am talking about yours?
Kalak : No, I am not even married.
Babu : People say, kids are a blessing of God. I say, they are a curse.
Kalak : Don't talk that way. Actually, when the number is more, the problems are more.
Babu : I am afraid, I may kill them.
Kalak : After all we are Muslims. We must have trust in God.
Babu : That's true, but what to do.
Kalak : What's your average monthly income?
Babu : Two to three thousand. that also depends.
Kalak : I can understand your problem. but can not support you financially.
Babu : I don't want anyone's help, rather, how can one support others?
Kalak : I do agree with you, but even then, I can help you to an extent.
Babu : Actually, my youngest daughter is ill, and I haven't got money even to buy medicine.
Kalak : Roughly, you require how much?
Babu : You know the way the doctors flay.
Kalak : Yes, I know very well. Anyway, how much?
Babu : Something like two hundred rupees.
Kalak : I can afford this much very easily.
Babu : It would be your kindness.
Kalak : Have it.
Babu : Thanks.
Kalak : O.K. I am going somewhere. They need some labourers.
Babu : I have to go too.
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