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Seen... standing with a rickshaw on the road
Sagar...(calling out) Rohini, Prashant Vihar, Ashok Vihar, ride, come, come,
Where are you going brother, sit in my rickshaw, I will drop you.
Man...rebuking) Come on, don't go anywhere, me, first of all, you poor rickshaw pullers have taken over the public road, move your rickshaw away from here.
Sagar...I am removing it, brother.
Narr...In this world, every rich man tries his hand on a poor and weak person, Sagar was a poor rickshaw puller, he was standing with his three-wheeler rickshaw in the scorching sun, hoping that if a passenger came, he could earn ten to twenty rupees, only then Mahi A rich girl named comes from the mall doing Rakshabandhan shopping and asks politely.
lover...With love) Oh rickshaw driver brother Rohini, please go, that's exactly my car has broken down.
Sagar...yes why won't I go, madam please sit down.
Narr.. the girl sits in the rickshaw, and Sagar starts pulling the rickshaw, in which he gets completely sweaty, after some time Sagar leaves the ride.
Sea..Here madam, Rohini is here.
Mahi..Thank you bhaiya yellow your money
Narr..Mahi takes out five hundred rupees from her purse.
Sagar... madam ji is not free
Mahi.. no problem brother, you keep this.
How much hard work must be required to pull a rickshaw in such a hot sun, the festival of Raksha Bandhan is about to come, so keep it in mind sister.
Narr... Sagar's heart was filled with joy after hearing this.
Sea.... Someone has rightly said, all rich people are not the same, otherwise no one even talks to us poor rickshaw pullers with respect, sister, ok I am leaving.
Narr...Sagar takes a turn in the rickshaw, and starts thinking of calling his sister home for Raksha Bandhan.
Sagar... ration water filled with these ₹ 500
I will give, and if the work goes well during the day, then this time I will call Radhika home on Rakhi, but for her sake, I should earn money for the gesture, otherwise I don't know whether she will come or not.
Narr...Actually, Sagar had married his only sister Radhika in a rich family, but due to the expenditure of lakhs of rupees on the pompous wedding, that poor brother got sold out of debt, due to which his house was sold again and again, and today Sagar was forced by circumstances to live in poverty with his wife and children, as he rodeIn search of a rickshaw, he takes a turn, then the weather turns bad and the sun turns into dark clouds, and it starts raining heavily, then the tire of Sagar's rickshaw bursts. He returns to the colony in sadness, where Had wife Sulekha and two children, daughter Anu and son.
Bacha (crying) aaaahhh hahahahaa hahahahaa
Sulekha..no no my king son shut up, shut up
Anu.Khushi).Dad is here, dad is here mom
Sulekha... I have come, you earned some money today, the king has been crying for milk since long, what happened, you look very sad, even today the work has not been done.
Sagar (sadly) No Sulekha, I have earned ₹ 500, but I was thinking that if I earn a little more today, I would bid farewell to Radhika in a good way this year and bring her to Rakshabandhan, but these sorrows never go away. Oh, how helpless I am!
Narr... Saying this the poor brother's eyes filled with tears, wiping his tears he said
Sea..Okay, I will bring milk and water.
Nar..., Seeing her husband's tears, Sulekha's heart was filled with tears, she wrote a letter to her rich sister-in-law, and after leaving two or four houses, she came drenched to the house of the postman, whom she considered a good-natured brother.
Postman...Hey Sulekha sister, you are here in such rain.