Either because of the chilly breeze or a little extra heat in the chilly weather, one felt uncomfortably close to his satisfying satisfaction when the man happened to enter the well-known not-so-small tailoring shop down the less-travelled road in the Jajmau area. Because of the tailor making excellent fitting to the dress, he was determined to get to the specific tailor shop. Without music, the person who lives in hope dances, so goes the proverb.
The old bearded shrewd tailor was resting by adding stools and chair in the shop. However, the moment customer entered the shop the aged man got up in an attention mode like the men-in-uniform. Soon he picked up the usually available traditional tape and began measuring the shoulder, chest, waist and length sizes in various required ways.
Thereafter, he got up and pulled his printed billing book to mention the details. He did not hesitate in writing the very determined amount for sewing the purely indigenous Kurta. In between the small talk the humble customer objected the amount penned by the aged tailor master. The tailor continued to emphasize upon his charges accurate and just. Because of his considerably old age he did not readily consent to reduce the amount of mentioned charges. However, the meek customer remained adamant.
Following minutes after conversation the old tailor master started writing on the back side of the slip something but still that amount was not as much acceptable to the regular customer. Maintaing all his composure the tailor master put down a fresh amount that was agreed by both the parties. What needs to be put down mildly remains wondering as well as worth pondering was that the cloth price and the sewing charge were just the same.
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