If you want to understand what is called the Kati practice, you should Dr. Have to visit Rakdia's clinic. From eight in the morning to eleven-twelve at night, his clinic looks like a 'Tan-Panchaman Mela'. Five-seven patients are sitting together in their own room. Two or three relatives of each patient should stand. The doctor is simultaneously asking everyone questions and listening to the answers. It was said about Tipu Sultan's Hyder that he was completely illiterate, but had a sharp memory. Every morning, while giving birth, Haider used to listen to the eight spies who brought information from the eight directions simultaneously. Haider was illiterate, so Dr. Rokadia was a highly educated Haider. In the 1960s, even two or three qualified (MBBS) family doctors were found in most cities of Saurashtra. Where to talk about the physician? At that time Dr. Rokadia was the first physician of the city. On the day his clinic was inaugurated, he examined eighty patients in the afternoon session. This number continued to increase and reached an average of 250 patients per day. Dr. Cashiers had limited hours and unlimited patients. In such a situation how many minutes on average can they spend listening, explaining, examining and treating each patient? But his quick mind and quickness of diagnosis was never a problem. Dr. According to his surname Rokadia was reaping cash crops of money every day. In two years, he built a thousand square meters in the new society outside the city. A huge bungalow was built on the land. Dr. What was considered a normal area before Rokadia started the clinic has now become an area of chance. Four-five drug shops were opened in the vicinity, milk-yogurt and fruit trade started. The ice cream parlor started to boom. Horse carriages were lined up on the road. The number of rickshaws was very few then. Dr. All these businesses. The fear of cash was dependent on practice. One day late at night after finishing the work of examining the patients, Dr. Rokadia asked the peon while counting, 'Kanu, how is the deployment in front of our hospital! Everything is going crazy.' Kanu informed in a strained voice, 'Yes, sir, but if you take a peek at the back of the hospital sometime, you'll know what's going on there!' The doctor put aside the counting of rupees, opened the large window behind his revolving chair and peered into the back area. The doctor was shocked to see what he saw, 'What is this? When and how were the huts erected here?' As happens in most cities and in good, posh areas, four or five shanties are erected overnight. Gradually it turns into a big slum area. Such unauthorized encroachments continue to take place on government or municipal land without any permission. On the way to remove it, from mafia to vote-wanting politicians come into the field. As a result, property prices in posh areas plummet. Dr. Cash fell into worry. The next day Kanu instructed, 'Who has built those huts? Bring them to me.' Five people came. Those workers, aged around thirty-thirty-five years, poor, dirty, wearing torn clothes, stood in front of the doctor. 'Who are you? where do you come from By asking who here…?' Dr. Cash questions were also cash. 'Sir, who to ask in this? Could we get some land or building by paying the price? Where we see an empty space, let's dig the pillars. This is not our fault. It is God's fault that we were born in the house of poor parents. We will not bother you. Let us go about our business in peace, Father!' A man who looked like a leader pleaded. In ten minutes of conversation, the doctor came to know that one of the five was Pasho who was selling panipuri, the second was Bhanio who was doing bhaji-panu business, Dinio was making dabeli, Khimji was standing in front of the cinema with a lorry of salted horn and the fifth was Chiman the tea vendor. . Dr. Rokadia understood that all these were ghosts of kicks, which were not to be believed. He told this to his familiar police officer. The police raised their hands, 'Don't say anything to these people. You take recourse to the law.' One has to go to the court for legal aid, one has to hire a lawyer for that, one has to maintain an uninterrupted sequence of dates. Where did the doctor have time for all this? As he continued his efforts privately, one good result was that the number of huts stopped growing. The bad result was that there was bitterness on both sides. Fifteen years have passed. Those poor people never got two leaves, but Dr. Cashiers became lords of anonymous assets. Apart from gold, lands, stock market, their bank accounts were also overflowing with crores of rupees. Packed with bags of black money that were not safe to keep in the bungalow, the commercial building in which the clinic was housed had round-the-clock watchmen. That means bags of black money. The money was kept in an unused closet of the clinic itself. One day Peon Kanu came running panting and informed, 'Sir, a big van has come down. Tens of government officials are sitting in it. Someone is asking that Dr. in this building. Where does the cash sit? I think we will have a raid by the Income Tax department there.' The doctor got scared, 'Kanu, if there is a raid, then understand what happened to us. I understand the bag, but I have to answer. Let's do one thing, let's take down the bag from the gardener and do it somewhere.' Kanu quickly took down the sacks from the gardener and threw them back down on the terrace. Now if the raid is to fall, let it fall! The raid of Income Tax has failed. Dr. Cash's unaccounted business was largely caught, but he grew out of the big jamalea. The five slum dwellers had real fun. 'Khuda deta hai to chappar phad ke deta hai' literally came true. He took uncountable currency notes. Now big eatery shops owned by them have come up, doing a booming business. If you want to know what Dhikti Karan is called, you have to go for Panipuri, Paumbhaji and Dabeli and then enjoy Chiman's Five Star Chai with Khari Shing. (Information: Kanu)
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