An Unwelcome Guest
The Indians are proverbially very hospitable by nature. They welcome the guests, even strangers, in their houses and feed them liberally and provide them with all kinds of comforts. It is in the spirit of this grand hospitality that the great travellers like Fabian and Hieun -Tsang who visited India in ancient times said about this great country.
This spirit of hospitality among the Indians continued for centuries and is, in fact, in the blood of the inhabitants of this great and grand country. But in the present tithes, many thieves, cheats, burglars and robbers or sheer parasites have downed the mantle of being an honourable guest and have discredited the most respectable status of a guest. The result is that many people have got wary of guests and discourage all unknown persons from entering their houses.
This is what I had to experience on the visit of a stranger last night. My father is away to the States. My mother and I were at home. We heard a knock at the door. I went to open the door. I peeped through the door and saw a potbellied strangely dressed middle-aged man. I went back and called my mother.
My mother took courage and opened the door. The man came in. My mother made him sit on a stool in the verandah.
