Aziz changed the tune and said, "Hey dad, what's the point of getting so confused?" I joked that you don't have to shoot, the police will shoot. He has maintained it to show fear of fashion, to save his life in retail troubles. This time it is not a small matter, Baba Mora is getting off at Atghat. If everyone gets down, there will be a strike, otherwise there is no work. - Says Aziz in the gap of his beard - Doktaya black-dead dense colorful smile. - Alone, you are the face of seven or eight hundred dead Libby? Saib is not so stupid.
There was no time to stand, they went to work inside the factory. But God does not trust their words. The fact that everyone in the factory is getting ready for a big commotion means that the small commotion will continue now. With him, with the gun in his hand, the burden of suppressing such a swarm would fall on him.
As soon as he starts working on the first day, God has to think about that - the term of his job is one day
Big strikes go back and forth even if they happen. Dissatisfaction is smoking in the lives of almost everyone. Most of the workers also have the support to fight for the realization of their grievances and redressal of grievances, but they are not going to be able to come to an agreement at all.
That is not surprising. A large part of the workers could not cover their mouths with the smell of sand from the nose because of the smell of machine oil.
There is a constant commotion - each of them is supposed to act like a spark in the pile of dissatisfaction. But like wet gunpowder, the shadow of the forest does not happen in the soft satsatya of the soil!
Aziz says he will eat more bread, but he will know how to accept as many stupid Uzbek parties as he can.
Another rain has fallen. Autumn has passed and winter has come closer. The soil and the rain water have not softened so much that the wild fox can easily cut the water and enter the house and drag Gauri's new baby.
But God has been careful from the beginning.
At first I thought I would make a solid square bamboo cage just for the baby. That, even the father of a great fox would not be able to sniff at it. The baby will stay in that cage at night, even if Gauri falls asleep unconscious, nothing will come.
But this intellect has to change him. Why should it be kept in a cage? Like a baby in a shawl, Gauri has to lick her breasts again and again in her sleep.
God has turned the ancient and heavy wooden bed into a cage.
However, with the help of Ghanram.
Robertson had not yet called him and offered him a job. If Ghanram had not been enterprising and rescued the work with the help of two or four more people, it would not have been possible for God to get the bamboo nails.
Gauri is still asleep. Whether the grief of the baby in the shawl has diminished, whether the irreparable loss of having the new baby in her lap has been offset, the joys and sorrows of life, the joys and sorrows of that poor life, no matter how cheap it may be, has touched Gauri's heart. .
Gauri did not like the cold in the torn kanthata, she did not say anything out loud, but desperate for the courage to keep the new job, God made a completely new cover for her and the baby.
It is made of the cheapest cloth and cotton — yet the coating!
If Kuno wishes, he can lie down under the blanket on the side of Mar without lying next to the PC.
Shubi Ray Kuno - under the cover?
Kuno is standing on one leg, he starts jumping while making a strange sound of indomitable joy.
But one cannot imagine how happy or grateful Gauri is.
But the hope is that even though she is fainting, Gauri is doing well. If you get sour fish soup, you will eat rice with full stomach.
Be lifeless, don't be weak. The new baby overcame the pressure of the beau, and for the benefit of God's new job, he became quite nourished by eating rice bread with five kinds of winter vegetables and a little less expensive fish.
Egg khabi, chicken eggs? Aziz said he could pay two or three a day. Give it like this, don't take money.
Gauri makes a hi.
If played, will benefit. How much he fed at the hospital.
Gauri just raised her voice again and said, no, she hates it!
Winter tends to be severe. Kankane Ubure Hawa Boy. The murky yellow river that swells in the rainy season weakens, but the tide of the great Kotal rushes from the side of the sea, roaring with the same horrible form of foam.
After the holidays, you have to go to the factory to deposit your gun and cartridge belts. There was a hope in God's soul that when Robertson called him in and offered him a job, he might get his gun and license back.
One day he greeted Robertson and informed Abdar. Robertson seriously just shook his head.
He did not elaborate on the reason, but said that it was not possible to revoke the government's order to revoke the gun's license. Commissioner Sutherland Saeb is very upset to get him in office.
From what is known from storekeeper Dhirenbabu, it is not difficult to guess. The head was not right, all such things were fabricated in such a high government office to get God's license revoked. Today, Robertson has no choice but to sing the opposite, at least for a year or two.
His own gun but God gets it back – by the force of the feminine Abdar.
God almost forgot how many names he had as a hunter. The blind faith of the desi biliti women of the club in the power of his infallible aiming makes this side of Ara clear in his consciousness.
A tool has also been provided for his sitting.
People who know the face come to work in groups. They laughed when they saw him sitting with a gun in his hand.
Why this laughter?
Did he dress up?
Aziz, Monta and Sadhu come together to talk.
Absolutely before God they stopped talking to each other and looked at him with a bored kind of amiable expression on their face. It was as if God had caught their eye for so long.