He was br Shabbily dressed, br Gloom br On his unshaven face br Pain in the eyes br He entered my chamber br Politely asked for a br Ten-rupee note br To buy medicine for his br Ailing wife br Without thinking much br I gave the note to him br After few days br He came back again br With the same story br Another note br Was given to him br By his third visit br I came to know br He was an imposter br Concocting false stories br To collect money br I yelled at him br Asked him to go away br Refused to give br Any money br He smiled and said br Now you know the truth br However, br I need the money br You have to give it to me br Other wise br I shall go on the road br Shout on the top of br My voice br You call yourself rich br But you are the br Biggest miser br On the earth br Who does not have? br Even a Ten-rupee note br To help an ailing lady br I am a popper br Nobody knows me br However, you shall br Lose your prestige br In my heart, I cursed him br My prestige was on stake br Lie would win over truth br In sheer disgust I gave br A hundred rupee note to him br Requested him to please br Spare me br Do not bother me again br 11-03-2012 br 345-78-03-12br br Dr.