The center or crotch of the kaccha was hanging down, because of his dick and balls.
The result of this split was that when he walked you could see parts of his legs and thighs.
Anyhow he started working, and over next couple of days, we saw that he worked hard and diligently, so we got on with our lives.
We looked around for a replacement, but were not able to find anyone, and we grew desperate after about 2 weeks.
Then one of our known relatives sent over this Bihari called Ramu as a servant.
I was watching my TV, and suddenly noticed my wife was constantly staring at where Ramu was moping.