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 Bithofen

    The people of the world know him as the greatest composer of all time. Old name Ladwig von Bithofen. Thousands of spectators would be mesmerized by the sound of his piano for hours on end. Even today, his symphony is an invaluable asset to any musician in any part of the world. That melody is an indescribable experience.

    But can you think? The irony of fate is that Bithofen, whose melody fascinates the whole world, has never heard of the best music he has ever composed. Because before that he was completely deaf. But he did not give up. Did not bow to the cruel fate. Rather, Aarey was immersed in the pursuit of music with devotion, Aarey concentration.

    Beethoven was born in 180 in Germany. The musician's father has chalk in his hand. From the age of only 2/3 years, I used to see my father playing the piano day and night. He used to run his fingers on the chest of the piano as he was playing. And while doing so, a pukka artist became a bithofen without everyone's knowledge. At the age of only ten, his fame spread all over the country.

    Suddenly the mother died. Dad sent him to Bering School. One day at that school, Beethoven met the famous composer Jesse Hayden. Jashef was surprised to hear Beethoven playing.

    Beethoven then moved to Vienna on the advice of Jaishef. Vienna is the cradle of music. Surprisingly, all the chimpanzees started composing one after the other with the help of Jaishef. There is no shortage of admirers in Vienna. Thousands of listeners sat in fascination for hours after buying tickets. Is it possible to get out of the hands of a boy who has heard these chimpanzees or melodies and thinks silently in amazement?

    Suddenly bad luck descended on Ela Bithofen's life. Bithofen could not even dream of such misfortune. While composing the Fifth and Sixth Symphony, he realized that little by little he was becoming deaf. It is as if everything he is playing is not reaching his ears. As if according to the song of the traveler floating from far away, it is gradually merging a little bit from far away.

     Even as a child, the intelligent Beethoven understood what was going to happen. But did not break down. If an artist can't hear the melody, how will he create it?

    However, he did not give up and remained engrossed in the tune day after day. It is as if the melody of each note or notation has to be imprinted in the heart so that there is no mistake in the corner.

    The seventh and eighth symphony was composed very quickly. But before the end of the ninth symphony, he became completely deaf.

     Yet he did not stop. The Ninth Symphony ended with full confidence and full confidence.

 After finishing his work, Beethoven sat in a sad and calm mind. Before I thought of calling someone Shenaber, I wondered if I knew what this song was like. Listeners will probably hear that it is absolutely inferior to the previous creation of Beethoven. On the other hand, the confident mind said - no, no - music tied to the tune of the heart, people must like it.

    Whatever it is, the fragrance of the flower is not suppressed. People listened to the ninth chimpanzee of Beethoven and everyone said in unison - this is the best of all the chimpanzees of Beethoven. If Beethoven had composed only this Ninth Symphony Tukui without doing anything else, he would have been immortal in the world. Just as you are immortal today, Saraswati's great-grandson Deaf Bithofen. Being deaf, he was able to completely distance himself from the noise of the world and become completely immersed in a single subject. And so he got an unprecedented achievement in his pursuit.

 'Every cloud has a silver line!'

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 Leonardo da Vinci

     It's easier said than done, saying that Da Vinci didn't know what he could do.  Wasn't he?

    Great painter on the one hand, great architect on the other.  On the other hand, he is again a civil and mechanical engineer.  The unique physicist is again unique in the world in the technique of making a unique mathematical war weapon in the sense that he can pull out the numbers in a matter of moments.  People get confused by looking at the idols made by him — not only the idols but also the living people cannot easily understand.

   Such a wonderfully talented man with miraculous talents but never got his due status anywhere in his life.  Living with only a little bit of dignity and being immersed in his own creation, he spent his whole life running from one city to another in search of a secluded safe place, according to a chased animal.  But the ruling emperors of Italy did not show any sympathy for Kona but used him wholeheartedly for their own benefit.

   Yet this great man of Italy did not give up, did not break down.  Even in the midst of the constant calamities of life, he has created continuously.  His paintings, Menalisa and The Last Supper, still amaze the world's artisans.

   Leonardo da Vinci was born on April 15, 1452, in a small town called Vinci in Florence, Italy.  As he grew older, his multifaceted talents spread throughout Italy.  The king of Florence was then Medici.  He is an understanding and patron of art culture.  He heard Leonardo's words and sent for him.  He easily got a place in the royal court.  King Medici had arranged a lot of comforts for The Vinci.  At the same time, there was plenty of time to be absorbed in creation.  The Vinci thought that the boat of life would float away easily.  But in reality it does not happen.

     The king's rule was that Leonardo should attend his meetings regularly.  Even if he lived.  Apart from industry, various topics like science, philosophy, economics etc. were raised in the royal court.  The Vinci used to express his views on all matters.

    But not matched with experienced like these.  Even though they met, they did not like to shake his head at everything.  They used to say that Leonardo should not stay with his own paintings, we should talk about him.  In those days, those who were considered great scholars in science, philosophy, medicine, and sciences — Leonardo used to point fingers at them in the middle of the meeting.

     He made many enemies in the royal court.  They continued to complain to the king in his name.  Annoyed, the king summoned him to a meeting one day.  Said- Your reputation as a painter.  You can go anywhere else to comment.  Many famous and expensive established people have been insulted by your words.  So you should be ashamed.  Put oil on your wheel.  Don't sniff about others.

     The Vinci was shocked to receive such a threat from the king.  From then on he would sit quietly in a corner of the meeting.  Everyone was shouting about lies and wrong corners, he had to endure everything in silence.  Everyone despised him, ignored him.  He digested silently.

    One more time could not.  One winter night, the family fled the palace in Florence.  According to the thief.  In hiding, the perpetrator bows his head.  He escaped in silence, because if caught, he would be sentenced to life imprisonment.  So the greatest man in Italy has to flee his homeland secretly like a thief just for the crime of telling the truth.

    The Vinci escaped from Florence to Milan.  King Forza of Milan was a terrible warrior.  The Vinci wrote him a letter.  Wrote that he was a scientist and mechanic.  He has created all the extraordinary weapons of war which, if used, will enable Forza to defeat the whole of Italy.  He has built a special kind of bridge that can be twisted to go everywhere.  When it is needed again, it is opened and the mountainous river goes to Perana effortlessly.  As light as the bridge is, it does not burn, does not cut with weapons, does not sink in water.  Again very tough.  Do not break easily, do not bend.

    Large pieces of stone can be fired continuously from a special type of cannon made by me.  But the cannon is small and light, easily transportable.

   I have made a wonderful combustible substance that will cover the smoke at the touch of a fire and the enemy will be easily caught in the dark.

    I am an outstanding architect.  I have come up with some wonderful designs that will make your Milan the most beautiful city in the world.  The statues I make will make the city attractive to the world.

   Please check the veracity of my words once.  If even one word is wrong, I will get the punishment in that corner.  The Vinci did not mention anything special about his picture or sculpture in the letter.  Because he knew very well that the warrior king had no value for Osbe.  Whatever he did, King Forge da Vinci of Milan was welcomed to the meeting.

    After that, King Forza continued to win one battle after another using weapons made by The Vinci.  As he conquered one country after another, the war fell on his neck like a ghost.  Intoxicated by the victory of war, he became absolutely insane.  It was a fun game for him to get rid of him completely.

    The Vinci realized that it was not safe to stay in the shelter of such a half-mad fighter.  If the battle in the corner becomes a coincidence.  On the same day, he will either kill The Vinci or drive him away with extreme humiliation.

    So he started looking for a new shelter on the ground floor.  He wrote a letter to His Holiness Pape, the head of the Christian community.  Pope knew everything about the da Vinci but did not answer in the corner of his letter.

    The Vinci took refuge with Caesar Kerzia.  Although he was not a Raja Maharaja, he had a lot of money and power.  The Vinci.  Recognizing his talent, he warmly sheltered him in his own building.

    In previous experience, Da Vinci had become cautious.  The speaker said very carefully.  Be silent in fear, do not cast a shadow over the powerful lakes.

    Here his position was that of an assistant to a civil engineer.  There is not a single point in this slightly trivial position the opportunity to work, the opportunity to create or the opportunity to use talent.  There is no need for innovation.  Yet The Vinci did not give up.  He calmly accepted his misfortune.  They spent eleven years in silence.  The Vinci used to sit in a corner of his room and draw in his spare time to forget the sorrows and failures of his monotonous life of eleven years.  One by one, all the incomparable pictures of Minalisa, The Creation of Man, Sistine Chapel, Lastsuper, etc., were painted in the world market, which cost billions of rupees.

     After living alone for eleven years, The Vinci once again begged Pape for asylum.  This time Pape's mind melted.  The Vinci took refuge but did not get dignity.  Pape put him in a strange position.  His own.  The job of taking care of the mint.

    The heart of this great artist cried out in despair of breaking dreams.  But what is there to do without accepting his destiny?  Four years have passed.  Long-term.  Suppressed grief and despair have taken a toll on his health.  Day by day my eyesight started getting weak.

    Yet The Vinci did not give up.  Even in his old age, he began to dream that one day someone in the corners of the world would understand his value and that day he was in a dilemma.  Do what you owe in life.

    With this dream in mind, he left Italy one day and set foot on the road to France.  Born artist, the French took him by surprise.  Hundreds of voices of praise and praise.  Mete re-emerged with the joy of artist creation.  He spent the last two years of his life.  1519 AD on Italian soil.  Before he could take his last breath, he proudly proclaimed: "The best will be his victory."  One day the boat that is sitting on the helm will reach the shore of success.

God sees the truth but waits.

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 Paul Ehrlick

    That is why the German doctor Paul Ehrlick was so stubborn in simple Bengali.  There is nothing impossible if someone uses this goal or perseverance well.  At least everyone will agree with Paul Ehrlich.

    At the time I was talking, there was medicine for syphilis.  .  As he struggled with the pain of the poisonous wound, he would sneeze and move towards death.  No medicine was invented to save them or to reduce the pain of wounds.

    Paul Ehrlich was a doctor.  Many syphilis patients used to come to his hospital every day.  He would admit them.  But until then.  Lying in a hospital bed, they would languish in pain and fall into the lap of helpless death.

    Seeing this helpless chatter of the angry people every day aroused a strong determination in Paul's mind.  Whatever Hayek does, he has to find a cure for this anger.  He used to see Ragi in the hospital all day.  Then in the evening he would return home and enter the laboratory.  He would spend night after night experimenting with various medicines.  He had no idea when the night would pass and he would get bored while working with a focused mind.  He would sigh and come out of the laboratory with a tired body.  He used to look in the mirror with red eyes while waking up and say in despair- No, it doesn't happen even today.  Another day failed.

    One day, not two days — day after day, month after month.  Experimentation.  Not a day went by.  Didn't think for a second, away, not by me, that someone else would.

   He did not lose confidence even for a moment.  On the contrary, his daily failures strengthened his promise.  Zed Ara pressed hard on the crest of the brain.

    Maybe after working hard all night, the body and mind have become numb.  The legs are no longer moving.  Sleepy eyes.  The mind says, no more - this time it should stop.

    He came to the hospital at such a time.  The mournful cries of the angry and the helpless death have put a new promise in his heart.  He ran to the laboratory again.  Has started work anew.

    Mate was tested 418 times.  Yet he did not give up.  Paul's research then reached many.  One of them is Dr. Haj.  Home in Japan.  She thinks Paul should help her.  Leaving the country, he left his housework and came forward.  This time the two of them started running the test together.

    It's not just a drug test, it's a test of their patience.  As the days go by, the hope seems to be getting weaker and weaker.  The fight started with myself.  No, you can't accept the rate at all.

    When they have started, they have to do the end.  Paul and Haj continued the test 605 times, one by one.  Each bar starts with huge expectations and at the end wipes the sweat, holding hands and promising for the next bar.  In the end, the result of the 606th test was positive.  He shouted with joy, "We have done it, we have done it, we have done it."  Drugs have been found to kill the syphilis virus.  Scientists made medicine and named it Salverson.

    But where could you be completely satisfied?  This medicine works fine but the results are not as expected.  Necessarily that lab again.  Again that experiment, that night.  Awakening, that hope is swaying in despair.

    In this way, it is amazing to finally get the fruit in 910 times.  Both were shocked by Paul Ehrlich and Dr. Haj.  Disoriented, they embraced each other with joy.

    The two friends, who had been fighting for a long time, shook hands with each other and shouted for joy - Eureka!  Eureka!

    Yes!  Success came after running the test 910 times.  In one of these frustrating moments, if they had stopped running the experiment, if they had given up:

    What would happen?  Syphilis sufferers may still be screaming in agony.  Nowhere in history has the name of Paul Ehrlich or Hajj been written in gold letters.

    The biggest thing: they never get a taste of the greatest joy of life, the greatest experience.  The higher the price of happiness, the sweeter and longer the taste of happiness.

The sweetness of rest comes from the bitterness of labor.

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 Bhim Rao Ambedkar

    Ambedkar is not his ancestral title.  That title belongs to the headmaster of his school.  But why is this?  Why can't a person use the title of his own grandfather all his life?  Why is he forced to carry the title of another all his life?  She is history.  He is very sad, very embarrassing.

   Born in extreme poverty in a Dalit family, Bhimrao Ramji Sakpal Ambedkar.  Father Ramji Sakpal and mother Bhimabai.  Twelve brothers at home, the pain of poverty at home.  The suffering of society outside.  They are that Dalit, untouchable.  If you touch them, the upper caste people will not be able to take a bath.  It doesn't matter if you play from one pot or sit side by side.  The caste could be upper caste
Lakes.  Immediately they had to make atonement by covering their heads and eating gaber.  If anyone objected, he was put in solitary confinement.  This means that everyone avoided him, did not talk to him, did not associate with him.  To boycott what is called in English.

   There is no question of a boy going to school in the corner of such a Dalit house.  They are born to be ignorant and to serve the upper castes.  But Ambedkar's fortunes were good.  My father served in the English army.  At that time, the government provided unpaid schools for the children of soldiers.  That is where his education started.  But my father retired from his job and came to Satara to live permanently.  Bhimrao was admitted to the local primary school.  But the fact that he is untouchable, touches him that other students, even teachers, will be born.  So instead of sitting on a bench reserved for students, Bhimrao had to sit on the floor in a corner of the classroom.  He would not touch the book when he came to show it to the master by writing something in the book or doing the math.  The other students stood around Mastermashai's table, showing their notebooks, and the Bhimaras, too, stood at a dry face, away.  Listening to Mastermashai's words, he would edit his own book by himself.  Can you think?  Atatukuni is a boy, no one loves him, no one touches him, no one draws him close to him.  He lives far away alone.  Why?  What's wrong with her?  No, he was born in the house of untouchable masters.

    But the fate of Bhimrao too - it must be said that Nehatai was good.  Not everyone is equal anymore.  There was a kind teacher in that school.  Every day he saw the oppression of the sixth boy by the society.  This oppression continues at school and outside the school.  But for this reason high caste boys cannot be punished in any case because that is the customary rule of the society.  That kind teacher then came up with an idea.  He added his own title of Ambedkar to the name of the calm, polite, intelligent Bhimrao.  As soon as they hear the name, their noses sneeze.  From then on, Bhimrao became Ambedkar by giving up the title of Shakpal of lower caste.

    Meritorious boy.  He passed the BA examination with good marks from Elphinstone College.  The king of Barada, recognizing the talent of this boy, called him and gave him a job and also sent him to America to study Ara.  After studying economics and politics in the United States and London, Bhimrao returned to India and worked as a political adviser to the king of Baradar.  But the merciful king did not realize then what he had done wrong.  The one he has placed in such a high position is a Mahar, the sixth caste.  So no employee agreed to work under his command from Bhimrao.

    The Bhimaras also understood that decay had taken root in this superstitious society.  He needs oil before he can be healed.  He started a movement against racism.  Gandhiji named the untouchables Harijan.  Ambedkar vehemently opposed the name.  He said that if the untouchables are like Harijans or gods, what about others?  According to him, it is insulting for the untouchables to distinguish themselves by the name 'Harijan'.  But the Indian government did not listen to his argument.  If the name Harijan continues.

    Ambedkar saw that the government of the upper class people does not give importance to the words of his or his class.  After India became independent (1947), Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru called on him to draft a constitution.  He is the chairman of the constitution-drafting pundit group.  The Indian Constitution was written for almost two years.  Launched on 26 November 1949.

   Ambedkar, as the law minister of an independent country, introduced a number of amendments to Hindu law.  But others did not want to obey him.  His Hindu law bill was blocked without being passed.  Insulted, Dr. Ambedkar resigned as law minister.

    Having been so humiliated and neglected, he realized that the condition of the untouchable Dalits was in the same whale that the country should be independent and subjugated.  But he did not give up in despair and remained silent.  He began to look for the language of protest.  Finally, on 14 October 1956, along with his followers, Bhimrao Ambedkar left Hinduism and converted to Buddhism.

   The anger and filth accumulated all his life has gone away for so long.  The scars of long insults were added to the Buddhist mantra of forgiveness and love.  Absolute peace descended on his life.

   He left for Amritla in the middle of the night on December 6, 1957.  Wounded in the long unequal war, the shadow of absolute peace was then on the face of this Dalit child of God.

   Age, caste, position, opinion - none of these is a bar an entering the chambers of the self.

Finished

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  Meghnad Saha

     None of the scientists who have made international strides in India to date have had to suffer as much as Meghnad Saha.  At the very bottom of the society, where poverty, illiteracy and the curse of the crossroads have been eradicated, all human possibilities have been shattered and Meghnad Saha has risen from the mire to the throne of Vigyan Bharati's army.  Along with Acharya Jagadish Chandra Bose, Dr. CV Raman, Satyendranath Bose, the name of Meghnad Saha is also memorable with equal respect and amazement.  But Meghnad Saha's achievement is far greater than others because he has risen from an incredible dark level of society to incredible success.  Once upon a time, this science devotee reached the peak by overcoming various obstacles in every step of life.  He is an everlasting inspirational pole in front of the ever backward Dalit people everywhere.

     Meghna's father was a poor grocer.  Family of seven or eight including five brothers and parents.  The only source of income is the grocery store.  When Meghnad finished his primary education in the village school, his father decided what would happen after learning to read!  From now on, Basuk will be in the grocery store, according to Bhai.

    It is the lowest of the poor in the nation.  More education, better jobs and jobs are all for us?  But Meghnad did not give up.  With a dry face, hiding a book dream, he sat in the shop, weighed rice, pulses, oil, salt and wondered how to start again.

   He did.  Holding his grandfather's hand, he was admitted to an unpaid school ten kilometers away.  You don't have to pay here, but you have to walk ten to twenty miles every day to get to and from school.  But this trouble is nothing.  Meghnad started going to school again with great joy.  But when it comes time to go to school, when will you study again?  One day, Meghna's grandfather solved a surprising problem.  A doctor lives near the school.  He smiled and agreed to pay for the food and school expenses of the poor talented boy.

    The joy of hope is back in a frustrated life.  Meghnad came with books and took shelter at Dr. Babu's house.  He got up in the morning and washed the sticky dishes of everyone in the house.  Cleans the house.  Cut the jaws of the cow.  Then go to school on your own.  He continued his studies as a servant from the next shelter.  He had such determination in his mind.

    The work in the corner is not short.  As a result of working six.  Whether the purpose in the big corner is succeeding.  Moreover, while working in that corner, if it is thought that I am serving without thinking, then the work becomes more and more enjoyable.  Religion is hardly in words.

   There was hardly any religion in Meghnad Saha's life.  He studied according to his sadhana.  As a result, he passed the matriculation examination in the first section with a scholarship.  He came to study at Presidency College, Kolkata.  But what will be the cost of reading!  The sky broke in my head at the thought.  It costs about 15/20 rupees per month.  That grandfather came forward again.  He used to get 20 rupees a month, so he used to send 5 rupees to his brother.  Scholarship 4 rupees and Vaishya Samiti grant 2 rupees.  Thus Jaigar is 11 rupees.  The rest he took care of his son in his spare time.  The struggle began again.

    Is it just poverty?  Caste barriers?  The boys of Bamun Kayet insulted and tickled whenever they got a chance.  The sixth caste is not allowed to pay homage to the Saraswati Pujo of the college.  Even the educated society of that day was so worried about caste that this great scientist had to endure a lot of contempt, injustice and neglect all his life.  Yet he did not move a hair from his work.  With extraordinary hard work and miraculous talent, he took the pursuit of science in the world a long way.  All the theories that he discovered by researching astrophysics or astrophysics are based on the subsequent advances.

    Not only research on paper but also the pursuit of science should be spread in human service.  There is no good laboratory in the country, the average oilman took charge himself.  The National Academy of Sciences, the Indian Physical Society, the National Academy of Sciences, the Indian News Association — these institutions were built by the working Meghnad himself.

    When the country became independent, where is the dream, where is the hope.  He will eradicate the poverty of the people of the country by using science as a tool.  Remove prejudices and caste barriers.  He was the first to think of nuclear power generation.  But when the Atomic Energy Commission was formed under the leadership of the Nehru government, he was left out first.  Meghnad got a department where his talent and interest would not be of any use.

    No, Meghnad did not accept this time.  Leaving the rudder again and coming out of the complex vortex of politics, he did not find the success of life only by immersing himself in science.  The reason is that he himself has seen the unbearable life of the poor, ignorant, Dalit people of this country.  He had to work for the people — work was his only religion.

    In India's first Lok Sabha elections, he stood as a non-party candidate and won by a huge margin.  This time he tied his waist and went down to work.  He said the country will not improve just by saying something good.  If you want to be, you have to use science.  You have to throw away old-fashioned ideas and hold the hand of science.

    But the peasant does not get begging without saying a word.  The country did not know a wise man and a worker.  He did not come forward with enough importance to realize his dream.  But he did not give up in pride or despair.  He has sincerely moved forward on the path of his own pursuit.  That is why the name of this Brahmin Bengali scientist named Meghnad Saha is shining in the letters of the army in the scientific community of the world.

     A smooth sea never made a skilled mariner.

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Ramdulal Dey

    This Bengali Ramdulal Dey was one of the most successful businessmen of independent India.

    Ramdulal, a fatherless boy, came to his uncle's house in his childhood.  Grandmother begs from house to house and grandmother cooks at Lake's house.

   At the end of the day, Grandma would return home and boil the rice made by her grandfather.  So it feels like nectar.  Thus began his life, in his youth he became known as the Rothschild of Bengal (a top rich Englishman).

   Ramdulal Dey of the nineteenth century accomplished this impossible task by combining these four qualities of determination, honesty, devotion and humility.

    He did not get any opportunity to study.  Could not write English letters.  But self-taught Ramdulal had no difficulty in speaking or hearing English.  So his company's business spread all over the world including China, Japan, England, America.  Bengalis and Indians have forgotten him today but America has not forgotten him.  The ‘Ramdulal Society’ there is proof of that.

    How could Ramdulal Dey make such a groundbreaking change in his life?  He is like a wonderful fairy tale.  No less thrilling than an English thriller in that corner.

    Ramdulal's grandmother used to cook at his house. Madan Mahen Dutt is a medium sized businessman from Kolkata.  His company used to make a lot of money by buying and selling shiploads of goods that came to the port of Calcutta.  Ramdulal used to live in this Madanmahan Dutt's outhouse with his cook grandmother.

    The rich man's sheltered boy.  There is no question of sending him to school with expenses.  After Didima went out to work, the boy Ramdulal used to walk to the school in the neighborhood.  He would sit quietly outside the attic, on the side of the road.  The students used to write on banana leaves with a twig pen.  Then he would throw away the banana leaves written during the holidays.  Ramdulal used to collect them carefully.  He used to practice turning over the obscure writings on his own.  Then he would wash the leaves in water and rewrite them with his own hand.  He would match it with other writings.

    This is how the knowledge of letters went.  Apart from the rich boy, he also learned to read Bengali by looking at abandoned books.  Madanmahan Dutt, the owner of the house, got acquainted with his talent and was impressed by his humble and humble behavior and gave him a government job with a bill of five rupees.  But the ambition of Ramdulal's mind, which was raised as a beggar, could not be stopped by the five rupees (now about 6000 rupees).  One day Ramdulal, without the permission of his lord, spent 14,000 rupees and called for a submarine auction.  Within a few hours, all the goods of that ship were sold for one lakh and fourteen thousand.  Ramdulal could have silently embezzled this one lakh rupees of profit.  But he did not.  He politely handed over the money to his boss.

    Madan Mahen Dutt paid homage to this belief.  He asked Ramdulal to run his own independent business with that one lakh rupees (now 14,000,000,000 - one crore forty lakhs).  Ramdulal did not have to look back after that start.  He has earned crores of rupees in his life.  But begging himself.  He did not forget about his cherished childhood even once.  So all his life he has lived a simple and unpretentious life and has done charity meditation with both hands.  He knew what the pain of poverty was.  He knew the pain of starvation.

    So he used to give rice, pulses and market expenses to four hundred poor neighbors every month.  Every day Laik used to come to his office in groups to pray for help.  Seventy rupees was allocated daily for them.  He was the first to introduce pension system after retirement of employees.  In addition, three doctors were appointed.  They treated the employees from door to door and provided them with food and medicine.

    Huge guest house where one thousand guests irrespective of caste, religion and caste get to eat at Petpur every day.  Even at the time of his death, Ramdulal set aside two lakh rupees for poor hospitality.  Probably the only motive behind Ramdulal's life struggle was to help the poor.  By giving jobs to thousands of unemployed people and providing food to millions of poor people, he made life very successful and prosperous.  So his struggle and success is legendary today.

    To accomplish great things we must dream, visualize, plan, believe and act.