The artist has painted a dhobi in dhobi ghat resting with closed eyes under a tree after completing his work of washing clothes. The leaves of the tree are of the same colour as the sky but in darker tones which is producing a feeling that the tree is very tall and big. His name is Sukram as is written on his arms. He is an old man with dark complexion, grey locks, grey batwing moustaches and thin grey eyebrows. He has a big red turban in his head, a small ring in his ear and a triangular locket hanging with a string. He is wearing a short white dhoti and holding a stick with which he is comfortable resting, his left hand in his forehead. Two bundles of cloth are with him, he is resting with the support of big yellow bundle and the smaller white bundle is kept in his right side. The dhobi, for his convenience, has tied a rope between bamboo poles to hang his washed cloths. The sky is blue mingling with white. The water is reflecting the colour of the blue sky. The donkey with long ears and grey colour is resting and waiting for his master; he is tied to a small tree with leaves arranged like flower. The dhobi knows it will take some time for the cloths to dry, so he is enjoying his spare time in devotion of Shri Rama. He has discovered true happiness and so in his free time he is meditating for his lord. Everything and every work has its place, but when humans waste time at the cost of true happiness it is a foolish act on their part. It is better to realize the value of immortal time and shun all unnecessary activity and make time for Shri Rama and seek his eternal blessing. The old dhobi is waiting for his final meeting with Shri Rama. He knows that death is not end of everything, but a transfer from physical experiences of this birth to pure joy in other place called heaven with Shri Rama. This Dhobi of present times reminds us of another time in Treta yuga when a washer man’s insensibility towards his wife prompted Ram, the scion of Raghu kul to abandon his wife. Ram, the king of Ayodhya tricks his wife into leaving the palace. He was unable to handle the street gossip, and he very well knew that he will also be unable to answer any complex question asked by his wife Sita. She was not even given the dignity of being told that she has been banished from her country.