No one saw Gulo taking rest. Depending on Gulo, Bisobabu bought one more buffalo. Gulo took the cattle by midnight to the meadow and brought them back at the bathan by sunrise after grazing them. He would collect -the dung, clean the bathan sweep the house and the courtyard, milk the cattle and again would march with ploughs to the fields, accompanying the oxen. Half a bigha of land was already ploughed once when Bisobabu reached the field with the madua roti , salt, pepper and a piece of dry mango pickle as his breakfast. After breakfast he ploughed the whole land thrice and returned home. Fodder to the oxen, bath for the buffaloes. Taking a bath himself, he took his lunch. Everything was good to his taste. He never complained. He put a piece of nut into his mouth and marched again to the pasture. Returned in the evening, prepared fodder for the cattle and made a smoky bonfire to drive off the mosquitoes from the bathan. Then he took his dinner. He had his bed in the bathan itself, on a machan. Early before dawn, he marched out with the buffaloes.
Time was inferred at night by the position of the stars. Sometimes it was mistaken also, and he left his bed by midnight. Then he would sleep on the back of buffalos and when they had grazed to their-fill, they returned by themselves with Gulo sleeping on
one of them. This was Gulo' s routine. Besides when crops were ready, he had to see from reaping to threshing and all.
Bisobabu's home was established now. Gulo did not have to see only to farming jobs and domestic assistance, he had also to carry the brothers' ration expenditure etc. fifteen miles away to the District School. At least two trips a month to Saharsa was a must. He returned early in the morning after grazing the buffaloes. At his breakfast if there was anything left from the night's dinner. Took his load on his head, left for Saharsa and returned by midday around lunch time. He would not take even a cup of tea in Saharsa. However, he was not habituated to it. The money given to him in the name of tea by Bisobabu also came back unspent. He chewed the eatables baled in his gamcha by Bisobabu's wife and drank water somewhere through the way. On return, he gave the meagre amount he had back to Bisobabu, adding, " Return me when I ask for". He would approach him again and ask." How much do I have by my last account?" Bisobabu would count and tell him. Sometimes to tease him, Bisobabu told him a lesser amount while smiling and Gulo would growl like a cat, " Don't think me a fool. I'm counting every bit." Though Gulo did not know any counting nor did he count. He reacted only to Bisobabu's gestures.
When Gulo had come he was a servant for his food. But afterwards, Bisobabu himself made an amount of Rs. 20 a month as his salary. Even that remained deposited always with him. Now and again some relatives would tip Gulo one or half a rupee, glad at his devoted service. This also he deposited with Bisobabu.
Gulo knew not counting, neither he knew the system of mon-paseri. When going to Saharsa with Ashok and Anil's ration, Bisobabu would tease him, "Give him half- a – mon” tohis wife. And Gulo stood enraged. Getting away from the place, he would say, "I can't carry half-a-man. Do you think I'm a loading mare?" Enjoying, Bisobabu would ask again, "Well, so say how much you can take. Surely, you can carry six paseri, can't you?" And Gulai felt delighted, “ Yes why can't I carry this much?"