It is a new day in Moneypur. The sun has come up and the rooster has done his work. Raju, half sleepy, opens his eyes to take a peek around. There is so much to do this morning. But the bed is delicious in the chilly weather. He despise getting up. But he climbs out of bed nonetheless. The warmth of bed in the chilly weather is comforting, but he remembers the warmth he felt on his cheek after Bunty had slapped him last time.
He fetches water from well and starts moping the floor. The water is ice-cold. He tries moping the floor swiftly. With each movement, he tries to cover more and more floor area. But by the time he is done moping the floor, his hands feel numb.
The clock in the shop displays 6’o clock. Raju has started dusting the place. Apart from dusting, he picks up a thing, wipes it and carefully places it. At times, his mind is enchanted by the colorful round sweets and sweet biscuits. But he remembers Bunty’s rebukes and shifts his mind to some other thoughts.
“Aaj mera janamdin hai. Maalik se ek biscuit mangunga. Shayad de de. Today’s my birthday. I will ask owner for a biscuit. Perhaps he will give me one.” He thinks and continues dusting.
The clock shows 7’o clock. It is time for Bunty to wakeup and open the shop. Bunty wakes up and takes a bath. After performing his daily rituals and Goddess Laxmi’s worship, he takes his seat in the shop. He takes a look around. Glancing at his uvular reflection in the glass container strikes him as a wonder. He appreciates how clean it is. But as soon as he is done, he finds Raju standing afore him.
Raju says, “maalik, aaj mera janam din hai. Ek biscuit do na. Owner, it is my birthday today. Please give me a biscuit.”
Bunty stares blankly at Raju’s face, maybe probing to find answer to the question he asked him. His first instinct, at hearing his demand of a biscuit, was to rebuke and slap him. But after he takes a look at shop again and notices its cleanliness, he stops himself. He gets up and goes inside.
Bunty stands beside bed and attempts to wake Rajni. He is beware of Rajni’s temper, but it is an important matter and his decision is of utmost importance. He pokes and shakes her. Rajni, with eyes half opened and a frivolity in voice, roars, “Ab kya chahiye tujhe! What do you want this time?”
Bunty says, “ladka biscuit mang raha hai. Kehta hai janamdin hai. The boy asks for a biscuit. Says it is his birthday.”
Rajni, visibly bothered, says, “are usko vo de de jispe chuhe ne muh maar diya that. Give him the one which was tasted by mouse.”