One day, an old lady, entered in to a shop, saw a man standing with shabby clothes and with pale face at the entrance, depicting a strayed dog on the wall. She also noticed him getting shabby treatment from other customers in the shop. Being a wonderful and generous hearted woman, took pity on him. She approached him and asked the reason to become a shabbier. He smiled at her and started mowing threads spike surrounded by the picture frame, without looking for her response. Then she realized that he is a painter and walked away with out asking any questions