Dr. Gurvinder Aman
An intoxicated Nepali Bahadur came from the Sardar’s house at one o’clock in the night and started knocking on the door of the house.
As soon as he opened the door of his wife, he said, “Champa, Happy New Year.” Today, I was working at the party till twelve o’clock in Sardar’s house and I drank a little too much liquor. I thought that Champa would like to go and say Happy New Year today.
“Socha to me bhi tha kancha, but like every month, even this month being the last date, there was no ration in the house, Munna to Bhukha only fell asleep.”
Close by, Champa said while wiping her eyes with the skirt of Pati’s sari, “Happy New Year to you too.”
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unscrupulous
Mr. Santokh Kumar
Whenever I bring fruit from the city, my wife often opens the envelope and sees it. She always says that you believe the next without seeing. Often one or two fruits turn out to be bad. As per my habit, I took a mango and a dozen bananas from the hawker and suddenly thought to open the envelope and see. When I opened the envelope, two mangoes were ripe. I angrily turned the motorcycle and went to the rickshaw puller. A couple of other customers were standing. I put the envelope on the shelf and started looking at him with angry eyes. When the customers left, I said to the hawker that I didn’t even reduce the rate, I paid the money in full but why did you find the mango shriveled? Seeing the mango, he got nervous and started saying, “Vir ji, forgive me.” They must have fallen by mistake.” He kept all the mangoes back and in panic weighed the mangoes by adding two kilos instead of one and a half kilos. I also remained silent and went with the motorcycle. Coming a little further, I started thinking about more mangoes. Now I did not understand whether it was me or both of us who was dishonest.
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talk of work
Barjinder Kaur Bisrao
Both Teji and Jeeta were brothers. Both the brothers had a lot of love for each other. Teji was well educated and he was doing a government job in another city. He started living there with his family. His wife Preet was also an educated girl. They had two small children. Preet was very fond of one thing that she grew up listening to the programs on the radio since childhood, now she used to listen to them even in the age of television. He kept a small transistor radio in the kitchen. Throughout the day, she used to listen to various programs such as request songs, sisters’ program, news, agriculture program etc. on the radio and she used to listen to her work. In this way, Teji would have gone to the office, the children would have gone to school, then the day of the housework would have passed beautifully while listening to the radio.
There, Jita and his wife Jeevan used to cultivate the common land of the two brothers. Jeeta was very hardworking. This time also he prepared chili paneer in a field in all of Sial. He had to work very hard to prepare Paneeri. Sometimes he used the warmth of hundred watt bulbs on them and sometimes he used other techniques with which they were prepared very well and the yield also doubled. This time also he had prepared Paneeri with full effort. All the fields were prepared by plowing them well with siri, in which they were to sow paneri the next day. Siri had brought seven or eight daily wages in the evening, they also had to go with him in the morning.
Early in the morning, Jeevan filled a big can of tea as usual for everyone and tied twenty-five parathas in the quarter and poured tea in steel glasses while walking. After drinking tea, Siri and Jita connected the trolley with the tractor and happily went to plant paneer in the fields. When they reached the fields, Jita was shocked to see a field full of chillies. Overnight someone uprooted the peppercorns and the field was turned into a barren field. Jita returned home on those feet, told Jeevan everything. From above she was comforting Jeeta, but inside she was also suffering from a heavy loss. Someone from the village would come to Jita to feel sorry for him and express his suspicions about someone while expressing sympathy with him, but Jita would answer them and say, “As long as he did not see anyone with his own eyes… As long as I take someone’s name… I don’t want to be a part of sins and I don’t want to get enmity…” After hearing the answer, the person in front would keep silent.
When Teji found out, he also went to mourn the loss of life along with his family. Both the brothers and their families were sitting and talking with a sad heart. Jita started to say, “…where did you think… in two months the yield of chillies will be good and there will be no water left until the time of paddy sowing…” Saying this, Jita became silent. “Yes… the loss of the loss and the two months that will be wasted are different…!” Teji said expressing sympathy with Jeeta. Preet sitting next to her was also listening to everything. He interrupted everyone at once and said, “Jite, you have two and a half months left… your fields are also plowed, if you sow right mangroves…?”
Jita was happy to hear her talk and started saying, “Lai Bhabhi… Ah, the matter did not come to our villagers’ minds… neither did anyone give advice… How did you know Shahran, Sathi Mungi?” About…?” Jeevan started to say yes to her husband’s yes, “…sister… such a thing did not come to my mind… It’s been a week, I am grieving at home… how about farming? Know…?” Everyone laughed.
“You all know… I love to listen to the radio… I gave advice to the farmer brothers in the agriculture program today… His advice came in handy…” Preet said with a smile.
It had been almost two and a half months. Now Teji along with his family again came to visit the village. They saw that there was a huge pile of mung beans in the big yard and the raw barn was full of wood chips. As soon as he met Jite, Teji started saying, “…Chote bai, ah tu rang e lage pai ne…!”
“…Were all this big sister-in-law’s glory… They sold twice as much in the market from the fields outside. It gave us twice as much profit as chillies…. So, I kept it to give to the neighbors and relatives. You also have to fill a sack and keep it in the car…” Jite said happily.
“…Sade tu kilo hi ni mukdi…let me know what we should do with the sack…!” Preet said laughing.
“Sister-in-law… all these colors that have been applied… all your glory…” Jite said to Preet happily.
“I had heard about work on the radio… that’s why I came to work…” Preet started saying.
“Sister… oh look (pointing to the radio hanging in the kitchen)…. Now I also keep listening to some work along with housework.
Everyone laughed and Jita started saying, “… Now, should I make my sister-in-law stand in the yard with the tea of sathi moongi or take her inside and drink tea and water as well…?” Everyone went to the sitting room talking happily. went
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go to bed early
Jagjit Singh Dila Ram
The house was lonely. He got a call saying, “Both of us will fall.” Man has the support of man. It has no sympathy, no love, no words, no comfort. All that is sent to it by others is…. Let’s go, thankfully he is coming… we will talk and the chit will be good.’ I put the phone aside. cleaned up He lay down for that sake. He laid the bed and waited. The door slammed. he came sitting on the bed Talked casually. Hal asked the trick and started looking at his phone, five… ten… fifteen… thirty minutes… he kept looking at the phone without talking. I sat waiting for him to speak. Then finally I said, “Come on, I’m sleepy.” You should turn off the phone and go to sleep soon.
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