Faith

I have a friend. His name is Vishwas. Very clever huh! He stood first in our batch in the annual examination. How happy his parents were at that time! His father gifted him with a large Hausen cricket set. Schools are on May holidays. That means a lot of free time. Plus a new blank cricket set in hand. So what do you ask! We used to play the same cricket on the field of faith. He does not even want to suggest food before playing.
His parents thought let him go and play. When the holidays are over and school starts, there will be a crack in the lock. But his prediction was clearly wrong. School opened. Study started. But instead of diminishing, Vishwas's obsession with cricket started increasing. Now from time to time Vishwas started beating the school too. Practitioner Trustan started to be ignored. Sir explained to him. Mother explained but water on the bed. So the unit test is near. But then Vishwas's mother panicked. She thought, these toys Faith will fail. So she told his father to behave faithfully, skip school from time to time and so on. Dad didn't feel anything. They yelled at her, "You're a mountain of rye. Oh, let's play a little. The first one came last year. He knows his responsibility." What do you ask when you get such a trick from Baba! Vishwas mother lost her faith at all.

He started neglecting his studies completely. As a result we failed a good three subjects in the Vishwas Unit Test. Seeing that progress book of red lines, Baba's eyes widened. They realized that there was good truth in the complaint made by Vishwas' mother. From that moment on, Baba called on Vishwas, deciding that he should study on his own. After giving him a study, Baba sat in an armchair nearby sifting through papers. His eyes caught his eye as he read. Vishwas was waiting for this opportunity. Faith arose from books. He left the house with light steps. Came to the field. There the game of his friends came in full color. Vishwas participated in it. Playing and playing, the afternoon passed. It was evening. The children ran home like that. Vishwas was left alone in the field. He was afraid to go home. Baba began to regret that he had lost his eye. But how much on the ground Time will fit! He came home in fear. The door of the house is closed. He was surprised. mother,

Dad, where did Pinky all go? Thinking like this, Vishwas remained sitting at the door. He will ask someone! All of us children were forbidden to talk to Vishwas. My mother is very strict. She gave me breath. Once she saw me go to play on the ground with Vishwas, she got angry and said, “I apologize for one time today. But if you appear again in the company of that faith, I will soften the bones and put you straight in the boarding." From then on, we just put his name as Buba. Yes, it was just an excuse and we should soften the bones as our masaheb said! Don't want that! I was looking at Vishwas from time to time. Although the night gradually started to grow, the door of Vishwas' house remained closed. Poor Faith! Was tired of playing. He had nothing in his stomach since afternoon. He got up and drank water from the public tap in front and sat on the cold floor in front of the door. All the houses were closed one by one. The lights went out. everywhere The kingdom of darkness spread. Now don't believe it. Here the hunger in the stomach started to gnaw the intestines. Mosquitoes attacked the open body outside. A sudden wind started blowing. Vishwas muttered and started pounding on the door. Stuck in the mouth of the lock A piece of paper fell down. They were letters written for him by his father. Vishwas ran under the street lamp. He read the letter, it said, Ch. faith Today I planned to take you all to the Russian circus. Your uncle Ashok was going to come with the car. He came accordingly.






Part 2

We are leaving after waiting for you till seven o'clock. We are going to have lunch at the newly opened "Satkar" hotel outside the village. Otherwise, you have to go to a five-star hotel. It will be at least 2:30 am before the circus leaves. Instead of coming home at night, we all go to Ashokmama's house. don't worry about us your dad. He was very sad after reading the note. It is our turn to be crazy about our cricket. Friends broke up. Neighboring people do not speak, and today even parents have abandoned us. But this insult took its toll on him. Now he decided that he should first apologize to Baba and sacrifice his life to study. Then he felt better. As soon as he paid the dowry, he came to the door. Who knows when he fell asleep!

As Vishwas woke up, he struggled to get up. He was in his usual bed. Dad has gone to office. Mom in the kitchen. As soon as he wakes up, his mother sneaks up on him Placed a cup of tea. He tried to speak. But she didn't say anything. As soon as it was time, she served his plate. Biswas left for school after eating in a daze. When he started to take the briefcase, he noticed that the bat and ball were placed on the briefcase itself. He felt deader than dead. He angrily took the bat away and went to school. Bhirkavali Nu Daptar No one was talking to him in the house. His mother was doing all his work. Vishwas felt very sad. Then he also decided that he also did not want to talk to Kunna. But to work in such a way that one day everyone in the house should be united and start talking. Vishwas started studying with all his heart. If the strength of determination is behind, how success comes running to a person. It so happened that in the half-term examination, Vishwas came first in twelve pieces. He also received two or three awards. Vishwas came home with the progress book and the prizes won. He kept all those materials on Baba's table for him to see. And he got absorbed in reading the book as usual. Baba came exhausted from the office. He hit the chair. As soon as he started to put the bag in his hand on the table, his attention went to the progress book kept by Vishwas. He was very happy to see his overall progress. The tiredness never went away. He called Vishwas's mother Started killing.

"Ah, have you seen this! Your faith is the first of all pieces. Come! Look at his progress book!" Hearing his father's call, his mother left the work in hand and came to the outer room. She was very happy as she saw his progress book. Holding Vishwas to her stomach, she started crying her heart out. Cursing him, she said, "Oh, I had to be harsh for your own good. From the day I held Abolah with you, I didn't like food! How harsh I was!" Where are the eyes of faith dry? With watery eyes, Vishwas asked for forgiveness from his parents. Then Baba himself said, “Hey, get up now. Finish the Ronadhona pitcher and eat something sweet. I call Ashokmama to book tickets for tomorrow's circus." As soon as the father went out, Pinky approached Vishwas and said, "Don't tell Dada Kunna! We didn't go anywhere that day." "Then! Then how come the house is locked!" Oh, that's easy. As soon as you went to the ground, Baba locked the house from outside and entered through the back door. When did you come? How you were crying, you went to the tap and drank water. We are watching from inside how many times you hit the door happens Mother said to Baba many times, "This punishment is enough for him. Take him inside. But Baba, your dhimma! Then mother started crying." "You didn't even go to Satkaram! Vishwas asked Aviswa.. "Hey Dada! What what! It will swallow even the grass except you Why us! Kunni did not eat that day!” The next day Sari went to the circus in Ashokmama's car. On the way, we had a great meal in "Satakar" and I am saying this on purpose because let's see what we know! Hey, I also went to the circus with them. So what friends, we got our friend faith back like before!