Anniversary of the founding of the school

As soon as the month of Ashwin came, the school fell in love.

Anniversary of the founding of the school. The song, of course, will be accompanied by a drama tied to the stage. Hiranya Raja is the name of the play. Badsha Mama has read Hiranya Raja. Enthusiasm has no limits. Us. The aunts also started whining to watch the drama. Curtains have been set aside for girls. The girls of this house have never seen anything in the drama-gate before. Very fond of watching. The younger grandmother took the petition to the grandparents.

What will you see! No, no. At first he raised strong objections but at the end he felt soft. Realizing the opportunity, Nanijan continues to say, it is a matter of one day. Amod-ahad does nothing.

No, the fun is going on day and night. All right, let's go. Go by palanquin.

The stage is arranged in the school room. Hanzak's light is shining all around. The villagers are coming with Hurricane in hand. Qatar in Qatar. There is no place to hold sesame seeds in the place of girls hidden behind the screen. Nabumama and I sat with the girls. Little grandmother and Dukhala are sitting quietly on the sheet. It was night when the drama started. Badsha mama sejechena hiranya raja. Such a great king is giving away everything for the poor. The naughty minister is riding his horse. The king is a forgetful man, he doesn't even know anything. Everyone looks enchanted. At one time Hiranya Raja left the palace with a sad heart. The queen also followed him. Nanijan said in surprise, where did the girl come from. Whose daughter?

He is Haru Dada, the girl dressed up.

Oma, Haru or not?

Grandmother's eyes do not blink anymore. Ajmal read the conscience. The aunts soaked the sheets in tears. In the last scene, Hiranya Raja says to the minister - You are the brother of this kingdom. There is no work in the state, I will go to the forest.

There is boundless peace.

Little aunt said, why not kill the stupid minister?

The minister says, let the conflict be fought, king, there is no result in vain argument.

Jhan Jhan war began. Nabumama stood up in excitement. Nanijan is shouting from behind, he is Nabu Boss, I can't see. Sit down. What an excitement! Tears in the king's death. King Mama's triumph. What did you send!

No one thought that Nanajan would see the performance in the end. He came when the aunts were about to get up in the palanquin. The king has done well. Saying this, he hurried to get into the palanquin and went to the headmaster's house. His night invitation there.

When I went home, I saw that the house was full of guests. Nanajan's half-sister has come from Nandipur. With children. Arrived early in the morning, the boat's oar was broken and it was late. Nabumama and I were surprised to see a strangely beautiful girl among the guests. Eldest daughter of Nanajan's half-sister. Nickname Cardamom. There are such beautiful people.

Within two months, Badshah Mama got married to Elachi. One wonders how all the small things that happen without any apparent cause can change a person's life in the future.

Everyone was overjoyed to see the drama that night. When he came home, he saw a girl walking around like a flower. What if it is married to the king? This thought played in everyone's mind. Cardamom came up to Nanajan's house permanently. The name became. Lal wife, I used to call Lal Mami, Nabumama used to call Lal Bhabi. Gorgeous complexion, cheeks like ripe pomegranate. What else can be called by name!

Nabumama and I both fell in love with Lalmami at the same time! I always go around, in the hope that if you let me do a little foot-form. Whom does Lalmami care more about, me or Nabumama? On the way to school, the books were dropped. Lalmami wanted a big meal, both of them stopped the game and ran to Indu Saha's house. In Indu Saha's house there are two big trees, sweet like molasses. Lalmami wanted to eat kamaranga, with salty chilli. Extensive forest behind the house. There are trees hidden here and there. Both of them went to the forest.

Girls can easily understand love. Lalmami understood both of us. We walk with him like a pet cat. Mohar's mother says, Pula is of two Maya nature, these are not good.

Nabumama and I were then exiled to the next room. How far is it? Lalmami is smiling, we can hear. Lalmami says, uh, the hair is torn. We are listening intently. If Lalmami ever said, this is it, there is no water to drink today, Omni Nabumama jumped out of bed in a hurry, Bhabhi, I am bringing water.

There is no monotonous attraction. People's blind love for their mother fades because of loneliness. The type of love between siblings also changes. There was no fear that our love for Lalmami would fade. The only girl I saw in her later life was a girl of such a strange nature.

Speaking of which, Lalmami attracted us in various ways. Maybe Nabumama and I are sitting in his room. Mami ordered, Nabu, close the door. Open it, now open the cupboard. He used to take out the king's clothes.

I panicked and said, Badsha Mama will kill. Mami turned her lips and made a look of contempt, no, you put this crown on later. Nabu, what do you decorate, monk?

Nabumama said, tell me before you dress up?

I will decorate the queen.

Then I will decorate the king. By then I had loosened the crown on my head. I am shouting loudly, no, I will decorate the king.

Mami said, let there be a fight between the two. The one who wins is the king. Nabumama jumped before he could finish speaking. On me The two of us rolled on the dusty floor. As if life and death depend on this war. God knows, how does Nabumama get so much emphasis on this leaky body?

Win-lose takes a long time to be determined. The victorious king stood up with a reddish scratch of nails on his face, wearing a dusty-gray shirt. Then Mami no