Gift

-Anbirkiniyavan
By post that day, he received a bill book of the temple of his home town. There were fifty receipts of hundred rupees each. 
Every year his uncle used to send him one bill book. And he had to collect money and send it to him. 
Second day.....
While talking to four or five of his friends, he presented the bill book but under some pretext or other they averted him.
When this continued for a week, he decided one thing.
He made the first bill in his wife's and his own name. And then started turning over the page of the telephone directory.
His wife asked what he was doing.
'Till six months ago. I was a government employee. Uncle does not know that I have retired. When I was in job, people would gladly contribute to get their work done by me. Now they know I am no more useful to them. They try to escape the moment they see the bill book. I am helpless! I have to send the entire amount and obtain the blessings of God. So I am turning the pages of the directory to select the names to make the receipts.'
Wife said with a happy heart, 'This is good'.