UNCLE’S SHIRT A Story by M.A.Rathore

 UNCLE’S SHIRT 

A Story by M.A.Rathore

I can remember the story as it happened. This incident that I am going to relate to you happened many years back when we two friends left our respective sweet homes to pursue our aims for the job of some high rank, viz. RAS, IAS. My college friend Rajender Singh Sindhu was with me. I was a novice who could not perform the activities even his daily requirements such as making chapattis, and vegetables and even washing my clothes except that I could sweep my room well and wash my kitchen wares perfectly. We divided our duties; he was given the charge of making Rotis and vegetables and I was assigned the cleanliness of the house along with the clothes that I had to wash and iron them. 

 In the next flat, there lived an Uncle on the second floor. He used to work in an electrical department and was a middle-aged energetic man. Once he washed his shirt and other clothes. God knows how that shirt came to our compartment. I picked up that shirt and was ready to surrender to Uncle but instantly an idea came into my mind if I could iron that shirt, it would be much better for Uncle. I went to him to give his shirt back well-ironed. He thanked me for my services and went back to his room. The next day he came with so many clothes in his hands for iron. I stood bewildered and motionless. What was to be done? Years after I suddenly remember the incident as if it happened yesterday.  Copyrighted.