He was in deep debt. The debtors were pressurising him with threats. He was the sole bread winner for parents and younger siblings. He could see no way out except to take refuge in God at the temple.He prayed with his eyes closed.”Show me a way out.If I am freed of this burden of debts and the onerous task of looking after family, I promise to renounce the world and be your devotee for ever.’ A handsome young man everyone turned to look at him as they passed by.
When he opened his eyes he found in surprised bewilderment a lottery ticket before him .Someone had left it thinking he was a mendicant looking for alms.To his amazement and joy it had won him the next day ten million tupees.All his problems vanished in a trice like snow flakes before sun.God in his infinite mercy had answered his prayer.Only his part remained to be fulfilled.
He remembered his promise as he walked in the bazaar.The bar and beer beckoned him.But he bought himself an ochre robe. His mind was restless as he sat in the temple in his yellow clothes.Tears trickled from his eyes as he realised it was not easy to take to Sanyas.It was a foolish promise made in haste.He was ina quandary not knowing how to get out of this tricky situation he had invited upon himself.His eyes were closed in deep thought.
It was then he heard the voice’Cut.pack up.The day’s shooting is over.”