Tale Of Two Fishermen Short Story

The Tale of Two Fishermen
It was dull and pale October evening in one of many small villages in the mountains of Kumaun district of Uttrakhand. The dusk was on its way, as the two fishermen friends, Bir Singh and Mahesh Bisht, began walking towards the river with their respective fishing nets spread over their shoulders. Bir Singh, a fair colored, not so tall, pleasant looking, and able-bodied middle-aged man, famous for his rage in the whole village. Once, he was a very successful and cunning apple merchant of that region. However, his lavishly expending nature brought him down to the depths of poverty and was suppressed by the bricks of the loan, heavily. Peop le often wondered how did he able to make such a strong friendship with a man like Mahesh Bisht, completely at the opposite pole with him. Mahesh, a tall, slender, not so strongly built but a wise man with a self-respect, which everybody admired, and ego, which everyone despised. The problem with him was he was just like a toad of the well. He had never stepped outside of the village in his whole life, neither did he ever ventured. In spite the fact that he became an orphan, just at an age of twelve, he never entreated or asked for anything, not even from his relatives. He earned his bread through fishing in the local river.
Bir and Mahesh met for the first time ten years back, when, one day, Mahesh went to local Tavern to fulfill his daily order of the fishes, and Bir was there celebrating his bankruptcy. It was