गर्मी में सास बहू के घास के ऐसी मटके || Garmi Me Sas Bahu Ke AC Matke || Jhilmil Magical Story....!

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  • Опубликовано: 11 сен 2024
  • #गर्मी_में_सास_बहु_के_घास_के_ऐसी_मटके || Garmi_Me_Sas_Bahu_Ke_AC_Matke || Jhilmil_Magical_Story....!
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    #Mother-in-law_and_daughter-in-law's_grass_ac_pots_in_summer....!
    Sunaina.... Oh God, it is so hot, I get drenched in sweat every day, the heat is increasing day by day, if it rains, it will get a little cool.
    Narr.... Sunaina is cutting grass in her mistress's garden in the scorching sun!
    Madam... Hey Sunaina, haven't you cut the grass yet...?
    Sunaina... Madam, it's almost done, a little bit is left.
    Madam.... Okay, cut it and take your money..!
    Narr.... The mistress gives Sunaina the money for her hard work, after which Sunaina takes the money and goes to cut grass in other's gardens. In this way, Sunaina used to earn some money by cutting grass in people's gardens, the house was running with that.
    Sunaina... at least we have money for the evening's vegetables,
    Narr.... Sunaina leaves for home and Sunaina's mother-in-law Saraswati is roaming from street to street selling pots.
    Saraswati... take the pots, earthen pots, earthen pots, take the pots,
    Narr.... Saraswati had been selling the pots for many hours but she had not sold even a single pot till now.
    Saraswati... now selling pots is becoming a very difficult task.
    Narr... just then a woman was passing by and she said to Saraswati.
    Woman... hey sister, what kind of a pot have you given?
    Saraswati... take it sister, I will charge you ₹50, otherwise I sell one pot for ₹100.
    Woman.... Well, these days no one keeps pots, but my refrigerator has broken down, give me a pot.
    Narr.... The woman buys a pot from Saraswati and gives her ₹50, after which she leaves from there.
    Saraswati.... Well, with God's blessings, at least I have made a profit since morning.
    Narr.... In this way Saraswati goes ahead selling pots, it becomes evening in no time and she returns home.
    Saraswati... Oh my back, what should I say, I roamed here and there the whole day, with great difficulty I sold one pot.
    Sunaina.... Mother, I am also in the same condition, I cut grass in the scorching heat, but still no one pays me properly.
    Narr.... Hearing this, Amit lying on the cot says.
    Amit (crying)... I wish I had not become paralyzed, and if I was fine, then I would not have allowed you two to do any work.
    Sunaina... I am here, we both will run the house together until you get better
    Narr... While the family was crying, Sunaina's son Dholu was playing with his friends in the courtyard.
    Dholu... Oho, now I am feeling hot and I am also tired, let's sit for a while.
    Himanshu... Hey, hey, why do you want to sit, let's go and enjoy the cool air of AC at my house.
    Puja... So, AC has been installed at your house too, let's go to your house.
    Narr... Himanshu takes Pooja and Dholu to his house to enjoy the cool air of AC.
    Dholu... Oh, wow, my god, the house has become so cold, I have never seen it so cold before, it is just like ice.
    Himanshu... Hey, Dholu, don't you know that it is the magic of AC, that is why it is getting so cold, don't you have AC at your house...?
    Dholu.... No, my parents are very poor, that's why we don't have an AC at home.
    Narr.... Dholu becomes silent after saying this, in a short while Dholu comes back to his house from Himanshu's house.
    Sunaina.... What happened Dholu, why do you look so sad?
    Dholu.... Mother, why don't we have an AC at home..? All my friends have an AC at home, so you should also get one installed at our house.
    Saraswati..... Here, talk to me, we are struggling to get food here and our gentleman needs an AC.
    Sunaina... Son, we don't have money right now, when we get a lot of money, then we will get an AC installed, okay.
    Dholu.... No mother, I don't know, you should get one installed as soon as possible.
    Narr.... Dholu starts insisting in such a way that everyone gets worried after listening to it.
    Amit..... (crying..) I am feeling very helpless at this moment,, death would have been better for me.
    Sunaina... What are you saying? Don't talk like this, everything will be fine.
    Narr.... Sunaina and Saraswati's work was already slow, now for the past few days, their work has faced even more problems. On the other hand, there was only one fan in the house which had broken down, now because of that Dholu's health also deteriorates.
    Sunaina... Doctor sahab, look what has happened to my son..? He looks very loose, he is getting rashes on his body.
    Narr.... After the checkup, the doctor says
    Doctor.... Your son has heat, I will prescribe some medicines, you give them to him and also keep the temperature inside the house as cool as possible, if he does not get cold temperature, then his health can deteriorate even more.

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