Closed Doors

The Morning Walk, Mr. Rao was a worried look. Mr A asked to see his concern, "What's the Rao sir! See today are very upset. Is it efficient Tue? '
Mr. Rao said, "So tell Sharma! Foreign son has read it and now there is such a good government job. Money - There is no shortage of grain. Here is nor there any temptation. Still cannot find a suitable bride. “It is just so simple. Just hold on. "He called Mr. Chaudhry next exercise," and Ch G, all right - is right. Yes sir, all is good. You Go Sharma. Chaudhary G. The Rao Saheb, our familiar and retired engineer. Her son now - there is just reading from Britain. They have a nice daughter. You also have three daughters ... "said Sharma quipped. What can be said Sharma. I am looking for a suitable match for them, is not a suit. Their studies are over and they are standing on their feet. “It was the same thing the next boy in the city proclamation. Mr. Rao's son has come from studies of mother country and the government engineer father's footsteps. You have people talking to each other. I just have to come forward. 'Saying min. Sharma walked away. 15 minutes later returned to Mr A Rao Sahib appeared alone. "What happens, Rao sir? It is fro zing at some point. ‘“If you Sharmaji amazing. We are stuck where you went. The daughters are highly qualified and Sushil Choudhary, no doubt, sir, is the same in the name of the child. How do I make my son's wedding in a home where a family on? Why sir, I Ptkun these closed doors? "Angry, saying, Rao G walked away. Water poured on Mr A's pitchers like speechless. This kind of thinking is beyond how someone can explain it. Today bound with chains of independent conservative roots of the brain, the ability to knees Tarsi eyed justice is complaining.