Pick-up dolls Electric train, motors ... "
"Arri mui, these toys, they invite themselves for the play of their children, they sell only a little."
"We call for Nishani, begum sahib."
"And this is the title of Kali Mama Kisah Shahibaah?"
"Those who live in Kristen na ..."
"Mr. De Folouri?"
"Yes it is."
"O weakness, you lose your thirst ... and who is the Tapa-e-Dik?"
Saghu, pointing to his hand, said, "The house that is the street of the first street on the big road. Every woman in her is lying on a bed and many heads of medicines are seen on the table."
Begum Sahib Behkhtiar smiled. His anger had gone so far and he was listening to Saghu's concerns with great interest that suddenly one thing came in his mind and the color of his face became neutral. Force on the forehead He said, "Why are you dead, you must have given me some name, tell me what is the name? Tell the truth, otherwise I will kill you."
Sago was a little bit scary but quickly got it.
"Begum Sahib, if you want to die alive, then we call you Begum sahib."
"False confusion."
"I do not lie, the government, whatever the sworn oath ... we call Begum Sahib as Begum Sahib, is not it?"
Jaggu looked at the mother and quickly shook Mundia.
"I do not believe in the story of mother and daughters," Begum Toura Ali said. Saghu smiled at this, "Oh, you are such a happy (poor) and poor Parvar, so that we can make such a bluntness in your happiness."
Begum Sahib's anger slowed down and he began to teach Sangu,
"Look, Saghu, it is not good to name the names of the well-wishers in such a way. If they come to know about it, then give a reply from your job."
"Good Begum Sahib, forgive us in this situation, we will not call anyone ahead of these names."
When Saghu saw that Begum Sahib's anger got over, he saw the twigs on the ground and looked at the eyes.
"Begum sahib", he started to say with great subdued, "Khuda Khujar's family and children are always happy, let us give you these two steps that you have cut. The roof of the shack has sunk for many days. He will be repaired, poor poor brother. "
Begum Bilkis Toura Ali was the first silent But when Saghu started pleading, then he got exhausted.
"Take good care of your man."
"God always keeps you happy, begum sahib god ..."
Begum Sahib could not listen to her prayers because she remembered an urgent task and she went inside the bungalow.
Nearing 12 o'clock in the afternoon, all Saghu and Jaggu were going home to Nimta, who was coming home early on a road from a bundle of cloth to the dust of the house.
Both mothers and daughters stopped approaching him, "Today in the long run is the road going out of Jaggo's bawa?"
"Yes, the eye was open in late." By saying this, he wanted to go ahead, that his wife stopped him.
"Listen to Jagga's Bawa, when the road is over, then go to the banks of Dhadodo, there are two big twigs cut off, pick them up, I have taken permission from" Dhaddo "..."
"Arri mui, these toys, they invite themselves for the play of their children, they sell only a little."
"We call for Nishani, begum sahib."
"And this is the title of Kali Mama Kisah Shahibaah?"
"Those who live in Kristen na ..."
"Mr. De Folouri?"
"Yes it is."
"O weakness, you lose your thirst ... and who is the Tapa-e-Dik?"
Saghu, pointing to his hand, said, "The house that is the street of the first street on the big road. Every woman in her is lying on a bed and many heads of medicines are seen on the table."
Begum Sahib Behkhtiar smiled. His anger had gone so far and he was listening to Saghu's concerns with great interest that suddenly one thing came in his mind and the color of his face became neutral. Force on the forehead He said, "Why are you dead, you must have given me some name, tell me what is the name? Tell the truth, otherwise I will kill you."
Sago was a little bit scary but quickly got it.
"Begum Sahib, if you want to die alive, then we call you Begum sahib."
"False confusion."
"I do not lie, the government, whatever the sworn oath ... we call Begum Sahib as Begum Sahib, is not it?"
Jaggu looked at the mother and quickly shook Mundia.
"I do not believe in the story of mother and daughters," Begum Toura Ali said. Saghu smiled at this, "Oh, you are such a happy (poor) and poor Parvar, so that we can make such a bluntness in your happiness."
Begum Sahib's anger slowed down and he began to teach Sangu,
"Look, Saghu, it is not good to name the names of the well-wishers in such a way. If they come to know about it, then give a reply from your job."
"Good Begum Sahib, forgive us in this situation, we will not call anyone ahead of these names."
When Saghu saw that Begum Sahib's anger got over, he saw the twigs on the ground and looked at the eyes.
"Begum sahib", he started to say with great subdued, "Khuda Khujar's family and children are always happy, let us give you these two steps that you have cut. The roof of the shack has sunk for many days. He will be repaired, poor poor brother. "
Begum Bilkis Toura Ali was the first silent But when Saghu started pleading, then he got exhausted.
"Take good care of your man."
"God always keeps you happy, begum sahib god ..."
Begum Sahib could not listen to her prayers because she remembered an urgent task and she went inside the bungalow.
Nearing 12 o'clock in the afternoon, all Saghu and Jaggu were going home to Nimta, who was coming home early on a road from a bundle of cloth to the dust of the house.
Both mothers and daughters stopped approaching him, "Today in the long run is the road going out of Jaggo's bawa?"
"Yes, the eye was open in late." By saying this, he wanted to go ahead, that his wife stopped him.
"Listen to Jagga's Bawa, when the road is over, then go to the banks of Dhadodo, there are two big twigs cut off, pick them up, I have taken permission from" Dhaddo "..."
