Rights

Since the morning, Pratyush has been extremely busy. He received invitations to three gatherings today in honour of "Labour Day." He has earned a reputation throughout the world as a kind and courteous philanthropist. Although he has a very hectic schedule and a very significant position, the way he risks everything to stand out for the rights of regular people is unmatched! He routinely dismantles all of the opponents' arguments in the debate meetings of various channels with his emotions, sharp arguments, and intellectual justifications. It is natural that everyone will be interested in the speeches and opinions given at the numerous Labour Day gatherings regarding workers' rights and a fair wage for labour. Pratyush had been preparing for the same, since the morning. He has found it to be quite fortunate since today is a holiday at the government office.

The front lawn is quite disorganised. "Whoops, they don't seem to care!" His wife heard him yell angrily, "Namita, Namita! What do you do all day long? Do I have to take care of the house and garden myself? Please request Shankar, Sima's husband, to clean the garden today."

– "I was saying that please leave Shankar's daily money as you will be late to return." Namita spoke in a reserved voice. She is already humbled by her husband's glory.

– "What is the money for? Feed the two of them at noon, that's all. I don't understand why they need to be elevated to such a position of significance. You must realise that the more you provide, the more they will want." Saying this, Pratyush went out quickly.

In the sunny afternoon, Shankar is weeding the garden by walking with some difficulty. He can't walk properly after getting his leg injured in an accident. The work of manual labor is far-fetched, the more or less money that comes to his fortune, with that the family is somewhat settled. It's a lot for them to eat once a day! From a distance, Pratyush's speech is heard on the loudspeaker - "Workers' rights, fair price for labor, such a lot of proud speech!" Shankar listened for a while. Then he threw a bunch of spit on the ground and started working again.