Mr. beans had his dwelling in a peaceful colony of middle class people. He had retired from a well paying job and lived with his wife. Since he worked for his entire life for his family's livelihood, he had vast experience. He was a pharmacist in one of the medical colleges. He and his spouse were quite contented with their life. As they didn't have any child therefore they didn't have to plan much for the future. They survived on minimum luxury and requirements.
Mr. Beans had only one sister and his parents passed away at a very early age. Since he was the elder brother, he anyhow managed to complete his studies. He had to earn while he was still a student, in order to earn the livelihood for his sister as well. Mr. Beans later on got a job in one of the medical colleges of his town as he was a professional. He let his sister complete her college, and afterwards she chose her life partner while she was employed in a company. She got married to the operations manager of the company and spent her life quite peacefully.
Mr. Beans was a well to do person as he had ample amount of resources after retirement. Nowadays, he spent his time sitting and gazing at the street, which was clearly visible from his balcony. While the time he sat in his balcony, he noticed a vendor who shouted at the top of his voice to sell groceries. But, since that was a regular activity, he became quite used to it. One thing that he admired about the vendor was that he shouted at the top of his voice, and named nearly twenty items regularly that he carried on his cart. The vendor was a middle aged person, and sold fresh grocery. There were a lot customers in that locality who preferred purchasing from him rather than going to the nearby grocery store.
One fine morning when Mr. Beans sat besides the garden and was admiring the flowers in his garden. He noticed the vendor's voice which was quite low-pitched that day. As he could well make out the distinction in the tone, his voice sounded quite fragile and timid that day. He was curious to know the reason, hence opened his main gate which was adjacent to the garden. As soon as he unlocked it open, the vendor appeared in front dragging his cart. He looked at Mr. Beans and bid salutations to him. He also replied in return watching closely the body language of the vendor. He didn't appear to be well, and had a clumsy and dragging body language that day. Mr. Beans since had retired as a pharmacist could well make out that the vendor was not in his optimum mood and health.
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Author Prityarth.
Nice one though.
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