The new start part 1
Me, Bandya, Ashok and Gharu, four of us were sitting there chatting as usual. Rebellion is good. He is not addicted to bidikadi. He doesn't even drink. We do not have such minor addictions. what about us We only have minor addictions and they pay. If I don't have bidi and paan, I am poor, Ashok and Gharu spend if I don't have liquor and bidi, and if there is money, that too sometimes goes to Ashok. I am Dhananjay Pashankar. Economic conditions are similar to the name. There were stones in the pockets, the pockets were torn. Because of Baba's discipline. Bandya meant that Walimbe's river of money had dried up. This hero told his birth father only last month what he thought about the previous generation It was said that thoughts come. At that time, at least the father used to pay two and a half rupees for a haircut, but he would take it first; But when the vice of principle and greed enters a person's body, it causes financial loss. He wanted to confirm this promise (my promise). "If you want to grow your hair like a child, then get out of the house right now!" At such times why not keep quiet and listen? But Bandya is the ideal of Chiyala Tilak and Chhatrapati in terms of bravery, "Look at this, Dad! Your era of this little hair cut is over! Dad now this is the latest fashion! And if your son is lagging behind in anything, where will your status go? "I say where it will go?" Is there any need to give such a big speech to your father? But if two of his sentences are correct in English, then he misses the form. If there is a mistake in the first sentence, the mouth of the rebel is locked; But if We have seen what happens when it is right.
Bandya's father had recognized the boy's water. He made a loud noise in his ear and put an open question to Bandy that either the hair or the house. Not only this, but cutting with a good voice is fine. Decide what to do in two days, on the third day if he wants to stay at home and the cutting is not done, he would go to the barber himself with the bandya and cut everything in a bowl and then in a biscuit cut, (even if it costs ten rupees, it will work, I will give it). There was, of course, Bandy's, and as punishment (this punishment for the above speech! My bloody father hates my bloody mastery of English) he had cut Bandy's pocket money. Every morning four annas would fall into Bandya's hand for tea. "Our father was Timurlang in the last birth, Genghis Khan before him, Alauddin before him, and Khilji, the magic lamp." "You're messing with the rebels!" "The question is not Sanavli's, you consider my feelings!" As Bandya was currently short of coins, we could say anything to him; But realizing the strong feeling of rebellion, we retreated. Our situation was similar with a slight difference. The only difference is that our father, mine and Gharu's, were in our respective villages and we were living in a room. Ashok's father has never harmed anyone. This made the rebels angry. "Cheyla, I used to eat insults! And you fly free! Mokat!" But it is true that all four were strict! We just sat passing the time. There was nowhere to go because there was no money. Ashok picked up a newspaper to pass the time. I was introspective. Tired of cursing his father, Bandu lay down on the cot to bring back the waning thrust. Gharu must have been thinking how much money he could get if he sold the junk as usual, and Ashok screamed like a man sitting on a vertical needle would scream. "Aila!" "What the hell ? What happened?" We were tired of Ashok's fantastic ideas. Gharu-Bandu did not even pay attention there. "Money is waiting for us!" Now I also gave up. "If we were to put it this way, you don't even make fun of Ayla these days."
The matter was serious. Bandu changed course. Gharu dropped the bidi. I stifled a yawn. "1st prize 75, 2nd 50, 3rd 40 plus numerous prizes for stimulation. Where are you!" "1521.59 AD in Shivajinagar" we said. It was about money. In a few days How many days should be spent on the belief that you will get a job after graduating? “What do you have to do to get this reward? Just one thing to write, that too of three and a half thousand words!” We fell silent again. This work was a bit difficult. Till today, none of us were in this predicament. If it comes down to it, “Our Chingi is very smart. The other day mother said, 'Now there is a power cut' and she said, 'Then don't pour it in the saucer!' Why is she so hot? The only limit of our literary talent is to get rupees and points by sending jokes along the lines of 'Then pour it in the saucer and blow it'. So what was the joke of writing about the reward of 75 rupees? What will happen after writing these 75 jokes? story? And so the profound stars came out of our intellect.
