गरीब बहन VS अमीर बहन की गर्मी | Garib Bahan VS Amir Behan Ki Garmi | Moral Stories | Hindi Kahaniya | Mixed Chacha Story
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Shobha: (Happily) Sister, please understand the relationship firmly from our side… Maya, son, what do you think?
Maya: I don't want to do this marriage.
Aanchal: Maya, what are you saying?
Maya: I told you my decision.
Aanchal: Maya, what was all this? After all, how long will you continue to refuse relationships like this? Don't you want to get married?
Maya: (angry) I want to do it, mother, but not in such a poor house. You have spent your whole life by marrying in a poor house, but I cannot marry in a poor house, I cannot live my life suffocated in this poverty like you.
Narrator: Saying this, Maya goes away in anger. Aanchal has tears in her eyes after listening to Maya's words.
Aanchal: (emotional) What has happened to this girl when you see her always running after money?
Jyoti: (emotional) Mother, take care of yourself.
Narrator: Aanchal after the death of her husband
Anchal had raised both her daughters by working hard. Aanchal's younger daughter Jyoti used to follow her mother's advice and was happy even in poverty, but the elder daughter Maya had been with rich friends from the beginning. So now Maya too was haunted by the ghost of becoming rich.
Sneha: wow...this dress is so beautiful, pack it.
Roma: Maya, ever since we came to this mall, only Sneha and I have been shopping. Don't you want to buy something?
Sneha: (arrogantly) Roma, who are you talking about, who wears kurtas worth ₹ 100 from the Sunday market, will she shop with us, that too in this mall?
In
Maya: It's not like that, I also buy clothes from the mall and wear them. Do you both understand?
Narrator: Saying this, Maya takes out money from her bag and buys expensive clothes from the mall and comes home.
Aanchal: Hey Maya, come, come quickly, wash your hands and make this pickle and papad with us.
Maya: I don't like this poverty and labor work. Both of you make this pickle and papad.
Jyoti: By the way, sister, what is this in your hand?
Maya: I have shopped for some clothes from the mall today, this is the one
Aanchal: What...from the mall, but very expensive clothes are available in the mall, where did you get the money for this?
Maya: I did this shopping with the money you gave me in the morning.
Aanchal: I gave you that money for your college fees.
I had given it for this and you spent all that money in this useless expenditure. Do you know with how much difficulty I earn money by working hard from morning till evening?
Maya: Just mother, don't start your melo drama now.
Give
Jyoti: Sister, how are you talking to mother?
Maya: I am right, you people have got used to this poverty but not me, one day see how I will live a life of luxury and comfort and you people will die one day in this poverty like insects.
Narrator: Maya always dreams of becoming rich.
She used to see that in the same college in which Maya studied, a boy named Rajan also studied. Apart from being handsome, Rajan was also very rich. Seeing this, Maya trapped Rajan in her love.
Rajan: Maya, will your mother agree to our marriage?
Maya: Why won't you agree? You will definitely agree.
Narrator: Maya tells her mother and sister about marrying Rajan.
Aanchal: Son, that boy is from such a rich family. I had never even dreamed of marrying you in such a rich family. You are associating with rich people. Do you know how much the marriage will cost and right now your younger sister? is also
Maya: Do you want me to leave a rich boy like Rajan and marry a laborer? If I marry, then only Rajan.
Narrator: Aanchal defeats Maya's stubbornness.
Aanchal agrees that she had only her small house to mortgage, which she mortgages for Maya's pleasure and with much fanfare, Maya
Narrator: After marriage Maya is now completely
Wearing expensive sarees every day, wearing jewelery worth lakhs, going to big parties, shopping and spending lots of money, now this was the only work left for Maya, but on the other hand, poor Jyoti was struggling to get her mortgaged house released. She leaves her studies and starts working in people's homes.
Jyoti: Oh my God, it is so hot this time, I am completely drenched in sweat.
Narrator: By finishing the work in people's homes
Jyoti is returning home on foot in the sun when suddenly a big car stops in front of her and from that car comes out none other than her elder sister Jyoti.
Maya: (Happily) Jyoti Didi, how are you? After marriage, you did not come home
30 май 2024
