“Delicious smell of the fish curry”, murmured the e-rickshaw driver. He added, “it’s navaratan time. It was my turn beside him to speak on, one of my favorite topic. Instantly I replied, who cares, nobody can stop him who eats. I appended, God, most people don’t believe. Do you, my brother? Yes, I believe he whispered. Why do you believe God, brother? God has given me what I have.