Angi ... colorful-angi ...!

- Sur-Nasir Ismaili of Samvedana

Aang Gi Hibkati Hibkati was frozen. Her six-year-old Masoom Gaur's face was wiped away by tears from her mother's innocent eyes.

Little Angi did not understand what a horrible crime she had committed in the end. Her mother's anger turned into a slap and rained down on her and still her mother's threatening threat of 'Your father comes home in the evening is your thing' was throbbing in Angi's innocent hymns. . Although her mother's anger was still not under control, Angie noticed Disha's angry murmur and spread her eyes outside the window of Vinaj's flat and got busy looking at the pigeon-couple perched on the tree in the flat's compound with her innocent-fascinated eyes.

Angi is the only darling daughter of Disha Mehta and Paresh Mehta. Just as gorgeous and graceful as the direction. Neighbor Dr. Mrs. Leena Karmakar sometimes even says to the direction, 'A flower is like a bud. Your daughter Direction sister. See how he stands up and shakes his head in your own style! '

Such an innocent bud is going to be like this today. Paresh of irritable nature will come home in the evening in a state of bank-manager's ass-crushing all day and will talk to him about today's act (!) Of Disha Angi, so the poor innocent girl will be crushed by her father's hand. But the thing was that Disha couldn't stay without telling Paresh, 'This girl of three feet from here ...'

In the same flat next to Disha-Paresh, Professor Anang Karmakar and his doctor wife Bina Karmakar and one of their sons of the same age, Pranav, live, Pranav! And Angie both attend the same class at the same morning school. When Angi-Pranav comes from school, Angi's father has gone to work in his bank. Similarly, when Professor Anang Karmarkar returned from his morning college, the professor's wife, Dr. Lina Karmakar has been going to M's hospital. But there is such a rift between these two elite educated little families that Dr. Lena has no hesitation in giving the key direction to her flat. Pranav, who comes from school, often eats Disha there with Angi and when Disha has made some new dish, sometimes Pranav's smart pappa-dhuni professor Anang Karmakar too. Pranav and Angi in either Disha-Paresh's flat or Pro. Anang plays all day in Karmakar's flat. Whether it's homework or sometimes going to play in the compound-garden of the flat below. Sometimes watching a movie with these two families, going to a restaurant or going to Dr. Lena also goes for an evening walk to the nearest garden when she is off-day. Pro. Anang Karmakar and Paresh Mehta, of course, go for a one-kilometer walk almost every night after dinner.

Today, as usual, it was an autumn working day. Paresh was in the bank. Dr. Leena Karmakar went on her duty and Professor Anang landed in the afternoon, handed over the direction to Pranav and walked to a seminar on 'Economics'. And putting Pranav-Angi in the drawing-room of her flat rather than doing homework, locking the flat from outside, Mrs. Disha Mehta went for afternoon shopping.

Shopping took a lot of direction, as Disha had his own and neighbor Dr. Linabahn's partner has to do shopping almost alone.

After two-three hours, Disha got tired of shopping and opened the door of the flat again with 'latch-key'. When Pranav-Angi's homework notebooks, books, etc. were scattered in the drawing-room, but both the children were not there. I glanced around the rooms but when I looked in my own and Paresh's bedroom, the direction of my eyes became lava!

Angi-six year old Masoom Angi was lying in Disha-Paresh's bed. And Pranav was spreading on it and sucking Angi's lips while sleeping. Seeing the scene where Tammar came to the direction, he screamed 'finger ...'

Padi fell on Angi and Pranav, who was devastated by his roaring form, slapped him in the right direction and pushed his arm out of the flat. There was an earthquake in Disha-Paresh's small flat, but the biggest earthquake came in the evening, when Angi's father Paresh Mehta came back from the bank.

'No, no, now you tell me whether a girl like this toe should be torn up or not?' After talking to Paresh, Disha said in a screaming voice and tired Paresh's torn father slapped one more red rice on Angi's innocent face.

Unaware of what crime she had committed, Kumli Angi was so horrified to see her father's rude form that even tears came out of her eyes .... but ...

.... But when Angini's hubris broke, the words that fluttered from her innocent face and fluttered in the air of the drawing-room of the flat, caused a tremendous cataclysm on the young smart faces glowing with the anger of direction and harassment.

'But ... that .. nnn ... daddy!' Angi's hiccuping voice could not speak further, but the spark of rebellion-protest was erupting in her innocent wet eyes.

‘What does the ANA do? Now you play with Pranavia! Shall I break your aunt or not? ' Disha rang the bell in a reddish tone. But without even taking note of her mother's bell, Angi kept telling her father in a rebellious voice ...

'You ... N .... N ... Dad! Mom does this many times with Pranav's father, so you don't say anything to her ... you kill me ... everything ... you ... !!! '