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Rupees-
-Anas-paise-
-----and pies
One by one all the small cloth purses were opened and the coins of savings were counted. Little prashant also joined in counting the smallest coins of pies. After totaling everything they could find out that the total of all the small cloth purses was some paisas and pies more that Two hundred and Fifty Rupees.
With overwhelming joy mother handed over 'all that wealth' to the father. Taking it and adding the same with carefully reserved Rupees Three Hundred he immediately started. He went unto the land-seller land lord who was popularly known as "Rajyarathnashree". As per the previously decided transaction, the land lord took out the already prepared Sale Deed Paper. The details were once again checked and money were given.
Soon, signatures and seals were set on the document, which was registered at the office of the Register situated just opposite to the residence of that land lord and the document was handed over to father along with plans and other papers.
After returning home father placed all these documentary papers in the hands of mother and told, "look! the site plot has been purchased. It is in your name. These are all its documents. You have to keep and preserve them very carefully."
-------And just like a precious ornament, Mother kept all these papers in a covering cloth and placed them on the bottom of that big storing box. As if the whole small cloth purses of coins had gone away and this new "Paper purse" had come ! Little prashant had witnessed this whole event with the eyes full of curiosity at that time---------
------From this world of memories of the past, grown up prashant returned back with a lot of feelings and emotions in few moments. Today his father-mother, no one is alive, but that 'Documentary Paper Plot' (the memory of his parents) is lying unconstructed in the very nearby Railway Station Plot, where he is camping right now. Co-incidentally at this time of the literary Conference he was getting very good Award of this precious land from the Government On listening this news, prashant experienced natural happiness and saluted his parents----- Prashant was going to get the price-reward of the land site which they had foresightedly reserved and kept for the children, at such a time when he was in very dire need of the sale amount.
In fact, this was the only life-saving small ancestral property left with him. All other properties-buildings, lands etc., had marched away with the grace of his eldest brother who had sold out at very nominal price their village agricultural land. Not only this, the family residential building which was just like a "Memorial" of his parents and of all relatives and which was renovated by prashant himself with his earnings of perspiration was also sold out by the same elderly relative at throw away price. Moreover, after taking away the amount of his part from the Sale proceeds, of their building the rest of the whole amount was deposited with an excuse to give that all to prashant, in such a
