Shayari Bazar

A painter had lived in his loft for six months and by now it was filled with the paintings he had created He worked day and night stopping only occasionally for something to eat He thought little about food and less about sleep But what he thought about least of all was his rent As a result his landlord now stood before him demanding the three months rent the painter owed on the loft Give me a couple of weeks teh painter pleaded I know I m on the verge of making some sales Absolutely not the landlord said You gave me that story last month You won t get another day s credit from me Look the painter said think of it as an investment Someday this loft will be famous and you ll be able to charge a fortune for it In a few years people will come into this disgusting loft and whisper That great painter used to paint here Pay your rent now the landlord said or they ll be able to say it tomorrow morning