I entered a little hotel feeling butterflies fluttering inside my belly. The old man at the hotel told me to wait for some minutes and I started looking at his wife ironing a shirt. I asked her where she had got that iron from. The grey old man said that he had bought it at Dharan in 2025 B.S (1968AD) and even added that the girls used to die when he used to go out with his neatly ironed shirt. He said he had got the iron for Rs. 100. I have never seen such a beautifully crafted iron!!
Net weight- 8 kilos..........coal iron
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