Reward 🏆

Janab Shaukat Ali was the Nawab of the Chhotyashya Sansthan of Junagadh. This village was given as a reward by the king to his Khapar great grandfather. His old mansion bore witness to its former glory. Old chandeliers, embroidered flowers, furniture reminiscent of hundreds of years ago, everything was preserved with great care. It was not the previous Rubab. Nawabsaheb was shocked. Money could have been earned by selling old things, but Nawabsaheb did not want to do that, there was no need. They seem to have some relationship with every old object in the house. Every item had a story behind it. That fairy tale mansion was maintaining its beauty.

Now the Nawabsaheb had only one thing of great value and pride, a diamond ring given to his forefathers by the Rajesahebs of Karnataka. She used to shine in the index finger of Nawabsaheb's right hand. The rest was hollow fat. The mansion had collapsed. Nawabsaheb was now left alone. He had the glory of his sweet and fluent Urdu voice and Udaya. of nature When they came into color, they used to tell the stories of their ancestors with great pomp. No one in the meeting wants to move. His forefathers were indebted to the village of Junagadh. There was no such house. Which was not well done by Nawabsaheb's nobility. The village was also aware of this. People still respected Nawabsaheb as much. Even if there was no money, a lot of virtue was still with them. In the village, the boy achieved so much that his father used to bring him to fall at the feet of Nawabsaheb. It was thought that Nawabsaheb wanted money only in such cases. Sometimes in the evening Nawabsaheb used to call Veeru Tangewala from his old servant. In white sherwani, round cap, shoes, stick in hand, they started walking towards the buggy and Veeru would bow down and salute. "Kya kare bhai, adaat badi nasamaz cheez hai" they used to say, "Rassi toot gayi, bal nahi gaya" Veeru knew that Nawabsaheb had given this buggy to Veeru's father. He used to make the buggy shine like new when he got his message. He used to take Nawabsaheb around the city. People coming and going were bowing and saluting Nawabsaheb, some were chanting. Nawabsaheb also used to inquire about everyone's crops, water and happiness. This round was used to remember our days by seeing the changing city every day. Veeru knew this. He remained silent and listened to Nawab Saheb's conversation. Nodding, saying a word.. The day was going well.

Once Nawabsaheb sent for Viru Tangewala. In the evening, an old friend of his would arrive in a train that stopped for ten minutes at the railway station. After meeting Nawabsaheb, he was going to continue to Delhi. Nawabsaheb reached the station to meet him. The train had just arrived at the platform. Finding his box, Nawabsaheb took the apple ladle from Veeru. Both friends happily meet each other after many years Embraced. Nawabsaheb asked Veeru to stand near the main door... 'Don't come back until I come' was warned. Veeru turned back. Both friends were happy. There was a flood of chatter. Then the signal went off. Both came to their senses. Nawabsaheb started getting up with a disturbance. A friend held his hand and sat down. "Ek jamana ho gaya metal, ab mille ho, to kaise jaane den?" Nawabsaheb tried to give reasons. 'Didn't tell the servant, Veeru would 'wait' and so on. The friend was in no mood to hear anything. 'You will know when the car leaves,' he said. It was only a matter of two or three days. And so it happens, who will wait at home? Nawabsaheb smiled slightly sadly. The car moved and the two friends forgot about the previous moment..

Nawabsaheb entertained Mitrakad for a good six days. Finally he reached Junagadh railway station with a satisfied heart. Said goodbye to friend and started walking. He remembered that he had asked Veeru to wait. He decided to go to the haveli on foot. As soon as they stepped out of the main door, they thought they heard "Nawabsaheb, the buggy is ready". They glared back and looked at the hero standing with his neck down! It's super hot. He tried to tell how his friend insisted and so on. When asked how you are here, Veeru said, "Aapne kaha tha, mai na lautu tab tak hilna mat, so mai nahi gaya" Nawabsaheb kept looking for a moment. His white beard trembled with laughter. Life turned. He removed the diamond ring from his right index finger with his left hand and threw it at Veeru. She was caught Janab Shaukat Ali was the Nawab of the Chhotyashya Sansthan of Junagadh. This village was given as a reward by the king to his Khapar great grandfather. His old mansion bore witness to its former glory. Old chandeliers, embroidered flowers, furniture reminiscent of hundreds of years ago, everything was preserved with great care. It was not the previous Rubab. Nawabsaheb was shocked. Money could have been earned by selling old things, but Nawabsaheb did not want to do that, there was no need. They seem to have some relationship with every old object in the house. Every item had a story behind it. That fairy tale mansion was maintaining its beauty. Now the Nawabsaheb had only one thing of great value and pride, a diamond ring given to his forefathers by the Rajesahebs of Karnataka. She used to shine in the index finger of Nawabsaheb's right hand. The rest was hollow fat. The mansion had collapsed. Nawabsaheb was now left alone. He had the glory of his sweet and fluent Urdu voice and Udaya. of nature When they came into color, they used to tell the stories of their ancestors with great pomp. No one in the meeting wants to move. His forefathers were indebted to the village of Junagadh. There was no such house. Which was not well done by Nawabsaheb's nobility. The village was also aware of this. People still respected Nawabsaheb as much. Even if there was no money, a lot of virtue was still with them. In the village, the boy achieved so much that his father used to bring him to fall at the feet of Nawabsaheb. It was thought that Nawabsaheb wanted money only in such cases. Sometimes in the evening Nawabsaheb used to call Veeru Tangewala from his old servant. In white sherwani, round cap, shoes, stick in hand, they started walking towards the buggy and Veeru would bow down and salute. "Kya kare bhai, adaat badi nasamaz cheez hai" they used to say, "Rassi toot gayi, bal nahi gaya" Veeru knew that Nawabsaheb had given this buggy to Veeru's father. He used to make the buggy shine like new when he got his message. He used to take Nawabsaheb around the city. People coming and going were bowing and saluting Nawabsaheb, some were chanting. Nawabsaheb also used to inquire about everyone's crops, water and happiness. This round was used to remember our days by seeing the changing city every day. Veeru knew this. He remained silent and listened to Nawab Saheb's conversation. Nodding, saying a word.. The day was going well. Once Nawabsaheb sent for Viru Tangewala. In the evening, an old friend of his would arrive in a train that stopped for ten minutes at the railway station. After meeting Nawabsaheb, he was going to continue to Delhi. Nawabsaheb reached the station to meet him. The train had just arrived at the platform. Finding his box, Nawabsaheb took the apple ladle from Veeru. Both friends happily meet each other after many years Embraced. Nawabsaheb asked Veeru to stand near the main door... 'Don't come back until I come' was warned. Veeru turned back. Both friends were happy. There was a flood of chatter. Then the signal went off. Both came to their senses. Nawabsaheb started getting up with a disturbance. A friend held his hand and sat down. "Ek jamana ho gaya metal, ab mille ho, to kaise jaane den?" Nawabsaheb tried to give reasons. 'Didn't tell the servant, Veeru would 'wait' and so on. The friend was in no mood to hear anything. 'You will know when the car leaves,' he said. It was only a matter of two or three days. And so it happens, who will wait at home? Nawabsaheb smiled slightly sadly. The car moved and the two friends forgot about the previous moment.. Nawabsaheb entertained Mitrakad for a good six days. Finally he reached Junagadh railway station with a satisfied heart. Said goodbye to friend and started walking. He remembered that he had asked Veeru to wait. He decided to go to the haveli on foot. As soon as they stepped out of the main door, they thought they heard "Nawabsaheb, the buggy is ready". They glared back and looked at the hero standing with his neck down! It's super hot. He tried to tell how his friend insisted and so on. When asked how you are here, Veeru said, "Aapne kaha tha, mai na lautu tab tak hilna mat, so mai nahi gaya" Nawabsaheb kept looking for a moment. His white beard trembled with laughter. Life turned. He removed the diamond ring from his right index finger with his left hand and threw it at Veeru. She was caught separately. He ordered. “Buggy haveli ki aor lo” Veeru crooned and grabbed the reins of the horse. . He ordered. “Buggy haveli ki aor lo” Veeru crooned and grabbed the reins of the horse.