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Narr...It was raining heavily for three consecutive days after the onset of monsoon season, due to which far-flung roads were submerged in water, rich people were eating and drinking in their pucca houses, while even the stove in Savita's house was not lit yet. Was.
Seen...asking for food
Pinku... I am hungry, I am hungry, I am hungry..Mother, when will you cook food?
Savita.. I will cook it in a little while, son, till then go and read the book.
Pinku..,,, Okay, mother, I am studying, but you had promised me, you will make chole puri for me today,,,, I will not eat dal roti, nor will I eat salt roti.
Natr.Thinking of Pinku's words, the hearts of both the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law become heavy, because in the circumstances of poverty, their house was dependent on daily earnings, and there was only one earning person, the poor daughter-in-law kept hope in her mind for the arrival of her husband. On the other hand, Murli was drenched in rain and was carrying a heavy sack.
Murli.Hhhhhhh mother... I am dead, this sack is so heavy, it feels like my shoulder is broken.
Nare.. then owner Champaklal shouts
Boss... Oh sir, why do you feel like slowing down, get the truck emptied as soon as possible... If the grain gets wet then I will check it, I won't let even one come, yes to you today.
Murali. No no government, don't commit such a big crime on me poor, Bori.
Narr..thinking about the hunger of his family, Murali takes off the entire sack, the jute sack had rubbed both his shoulders.
Murali..Seth give me the money, my family will be waiting for me
Owner..Ha ha, here your daily wage is seventy times one hundred and forty.
Murli..sadly,) What are you giving, Seth? I had taken down a total of twenty-two sacks, so it amounts to two hundred and twenty rupees, at the rate of ten rupees per bag.
Master..,, Oh oh, you are the owner of this warehouse, that I give you seventy rupees for ten bags, one hundred and forty rupees for twenty is enough for me,,, (taunt) and you will pay more money, what will you eat? You poor people have only bread and pulses,
Murli..but Seth, give me some more tea.
Boss...you go now
Naer.Murli, with a broken heart, clutches the money in his fist and buys flour and pulses for the house for Rs. 140, where sick father Mahadev was lying in an old outpost, both the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were throwing out the water dripping from the house, then the mother-in-law speaks in a bored tone.
Kailashi.I don't know what this day of Sawan Bhado brings to the door of us poor people, it gives us nothing except sorrow,
Murali..Yellow Savita, I have brought ration, cook food.
Narr.After some time, after drying the house, the daughter-in-law cooks dal and roti on the wet stove, due to which the whole house is filled with smoke, then Pinku got up from the door and came inside and said with hope in her heart.
Pinku.= Mother, Chole Puri is ready, please give it to me in the plate quickly, I am hungry.
Narr.=The daughter-in-law said with tearful eyes
Savita... No Pinku, I have not made chole puri, I have made dal roti, eat it for today, I will make chole puri some other day.
Pinku..crying) I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat. Why do you make poor people's dal and roti every day, why don't you make chole puri.
Savita..You understand) I will make it, son, let some money come, you are my king son, father works so hard to bring this food, don't disrespect me like this, eat it, my dear child.
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10 сен 2024
