Hujjat's drama with traffic police 😮

"I The signal remained intact. yours If you are sure, provide evidence for me. Tatya Sarmalkar donning the uniform of the traffic police Hujjat." You transgressed the law. Get $200 out of the bank. police reported. "Dollars two hundred? You won't contribute even a dime. You skip work and go snooping in India. You stop and offer 200 rupees when you see folks like us for some reason. Every year, you request a pay raise from the government. What category of morality does it belong to? to demand 200 rupees from each person. You can earn 10,000 rupees every day even if you manage to catch someone using one of these letters. What will your senior officers make if a single constable like you makes 10,000 per day? Why is today a great day? Today, I'm going to protest about you in a letter to Prime Minister Modi." "Avoid speaking too much. Take the cash out first. The traffic is chaotic." police reported. "Every day, there is congested traffic. Specify your plans for it. You only desire money." said Tatya. "Look. Shut up, you." "Be quiet? How many people will you silence? However, regular folks like myself will fight against injustice. Tatya began speaking louder. Please be quiet, Grandpa. Grandpa is on the phone. We only have a ten to twelve year age difference between us. Currently, my grandchildren range in age from four to five. I appreciate how he referred to his granddad. Tatya questioned, "Are you four or five years old?" "Look, you don't have to pay $200. But leave right away. police reported. What will happen? Because of you, one of mine It wastes hours. Who is going to cover the loss? A 100 bill was removed from the policeman's pocket and placed on Tatya's hand. Daily Hujjat with five to six individuals.

Dad never went a day without wearing it. They are referred to locally as "Hatwale Tatya" because of this. He developed the habit of disputing with the public while working for the government; whenever someone approached him, he used to dispute with him. Without trashing the guy in front of them, they were unable to sleep. Even his coworkers were never successful. He didn't think twice to quarrel, not even with the boss. Four years ago, he left his job. Regardless of whether they ought to keep quiet even during the farewell ceremony, why preserve fried items like potatoes and wafers? In the Pasha, a silver Ganpati arrived, which you gathered. So what good is giving someone a meal set? From the stage, he was disputing with the organisers over things like what he was eating at Patravali, his residence. He maintained his enthusiasm even after retiring. He would start fussing with his wife right away because it was a little late to buy tea, adding, "I'm now without anything. I receive no compensation. So why would anyone look after me?" Are your slippers Rama's feet, said the neighbour as their slippers approached the door or rang the bell loudly. So we should pay him an early visit. It was formerly advised to lift it carefully. They should make sure the vegetable won't taste sweet unless they really handle it. How does the coriander-only judi go? How much does an onion cost you? The potato seems modest. How can the cost of tomatoes be doubled? What is his source of income? He begins humming as he is about to do it. His legitimate Gi-Hike served as the conductor in the PMT. He said, "Take the extra cash," as Saraswati used to dance on Tatya's tongue.

The mango vendor Bhaiya once arrived as Tatya was waiting outside the society gate. Three dozen were nine hundred rupees, he stated. Tatya deliberated for a long time before deciding on the price of 700 rupees. His friend Dina Bhau then arrived after Tatya had given him a 1000 note. Oh, he gave me these mangoes for 600 rupees and here is Satshaini for you. When the fathers continued to argue with him, he finally agreed to deliver mangoes for 600 rupees. Tatya then presented Bhaiya with the thousand note in a charming gesture. Bhaiya was hesitant to communicate with anyone. To Tata, he gave back 500 rupees. Tatya was overjoyed to find that Bhaiya had returned 500 rupees as opposed to 400. He made a big deal out of bringing the box of mangoes home and began telling his wife so Bhaiya wouldn't notice anything "You shouldn't call out my name because I like to play pranks on people. But now, solely via jokes, I brought mangoes for 500 rupees that were worth 900 rupees. That brother ended up being so impolite that he even gave 600 rupees for 500. What an idiot." He then reached into his pocket. He exhaled as soon as he held a single $500 note in his hands. How about just $500 in your pocket? One and a half thousand were sought. They wondered where the one thousand rupees had gone and then realised they had given Bhaiya two thousand notes. Observe this. He sat down after giving his forehead a pat.