Honesty of a Rickshaw puller story in English: Once there was a poor rickshaw-puller whose name was Raju. Though he was very poor, he was honest. So, he earned his livelihood at the cost of his honest sweat . He never liked to be a rich man over night. One day while Raju was returning home with his rickshaw, he found a small leather bag on his rickshaw. He at once could understand that the bag must be dropped from the passenger he just had dropped at New Market. He opened the bag and found a lot of money inside it. He thought that he had to give back the bag to its original owner. But how? He did not find a way-out . After a few moments he remembered that he took the passenger on his rickshaw in front of a house near Paribag. “May he the passenger belongs to that house,” he thought.
Thinking so, he came to that particular house. He met the housewife and told her about the matter. The house wife knew that her husband had lost a leather bag that was in black colour. Then the rickshaw puller showed her the leather bag. It was the real bag. The housewife could instantly identify the bag as her husband’s. She phoned her husband telling everything. He came home within a very short time. The rickshaw puller could easily identify the owner of the bag and gladly returned him his possession . The owner and his wife thanked him very much and offered some money. But the rickshaw-puller politely refused the offer. The looks of gratitude in the eyes of the rich couple were his reward indeed.
