For Balakrishnan, a small farmer in a village, getting married to Rukmini, an educated girl from a city was a moment of pride. But the euphoria turned out to be momentary.
Soon after the marriage, Balakrishnan was disappointed to learn that his wife's focus was only on money.
"Do yo know why I married a villager like you, in spite of my having been born and brought up in a city and having had a college education?" Rukmini asked Balakrishnan, a few days after their marriage.
"Are you going to say that you did so because you liked me so much. If you say so, I will get burst unable to contain the joy that will fountain in my mind!" said Balakrishnan, jokingly. But, he wished that she would say so.
"I am not a person who will tell lies to please people. Though I was not enamoured of living in a small village like this, I married you because you are a landlord. Though you are a small farmer, you earn income by cultivating your own land. But if I had married someone working in a city, I would have married a person akin to a slave. Whether he was a peon or high level executive, he would have been a person beholden to his employer."
Balakrishnan felt relieved that she was at least respecting his trade.
"But your earnings are not good enough. There is no scope for getting more income from cultivation. So, I am planning to start a business" said Rukmini.
"You are going to start a business? In our village? I don't see much scope for it. Moreover, I don't have the money to invest in a business."
"Give me ten thousand rupees as a loan. I will return the money to you with interest in one year. If you can't lend me the money, I will get it from my father. But he will get the interest income instead of your getting it!"
"I can spare ten thousand rupees. I will hand you the money today itself. But what business are you going to start, by investing ten thousand rupees?"
"The most profitable business in the world - lending money for interest! During the past few days I have been living in this village, I have found that there are people in desperate need of money, even small sums of money. But there are no moneylenders here. People go to the nearby town traveling through a bus to get loans for petty sums from the pawn shops there. If they take the loan from me, they can save the bus fare and of course time."
"For heaven's sake, don't take up the business of moneylending, Rukmini!" pleaded Balakrishnan.
"Why?"
"My family has a reputation of helping the poor and the needy. My ancestors have helped a lot of people in this village. Most of their help has been by way of donations. Even when they had lent money, they lent it free of interest. They didn't even ask for repayment of the principal from people who were not in a position to repay. Coming from such a noble lineage, if we lend money for interest, it will besmirch our family's reputation."
Rukmini started her moneylending business. As envisaged by her, there was a good demand for loans from several people in the village. Rukmini was cautious, lending only small sums of money in the beginning. With interest payments and loan repayments coming in, her capital began to grow steadily within a few months.
Balakrishnan distanced himself from his wife's business. However, some people conveyed to him their disapproval of Rukmini's ways. Balakrishnan mostly avoided responding to those comments. Sometimes, when he felt compelled to respond, he would say, "This is my wife's business. I have no role in it."
Section 1
The Path of Virtue
The Worth of A Wife
ERu pOl pIdu nadai.
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