Unique Diwali.

- Poverty is not a stigma or a sin. Wealth gained by stealing, by deceiving someone, is a sin and a disgrace

Harsh used to avoid his friends coming to his house. He makes new excuses every day. He says, "I'll take you home one day, but not now."

Harsh's friends-Parth, Heer, Megha, Diya, Deep, Jai, Kriti etc. started thinking why Harsh doesn't take us to his house. What would be the reason? Heer says, 'Maybe Harsh doesn't like to show his house.'

Hersh said, where would he live? What would her parents be doing? We are telling each other all our stories but Harsh is not saying anything. Why is that?

Kriti said, 'Let's go after Chhanama's joy and find out where he is

Living.'

Megha says, "Yes, that's right we say at home that we will be half an hour late from school tomorrow."

Jay says, "Otherwise our parents will worry about us."

The next day everyone started hiding behind Harsh. Harsh passed in front of a hut. It was a very dirty area. Poor people seemed to be living. I didn't know where Harsh was going, but I knew that Harsh must be living in a slum.

Heer says, "This is how Harsh Update comes ready. He doesn't live in the slums. "

The next day Parth asked, "Harsh, why don't you show me your house. Do you live in a slum Harsh said nothing but remained silent.

Heer Boli Do you live in a slum or not? Why don't you speak Tears welled up in Harsh's eyes. Yes, I live in a slum. We are poor. You know I'm poor, don't you?

Deep said, no friend, no one is rich or poor in friendship. Friends to friends are always immortal. What happened even though you were poor? Don't be shy You have always been and will always be our friend.

''like this ! You're right, friends? You all come to my house tomorrow. "

All the friends looked at each other and said, well we will come to your house tomorrow. Saying this, all the friends parted.

Hersh went home and told his parents, 'My friends will come to our house tomorrow. I have said yes, but what if they see our poverty? How would they feel. Harsh is our poor friend. '

Harsh's mother said, "Son, it is not a shame to have torn clothes and be poor. We work hard. We should follow the policy and live with contentment. He who is unjust, lazy and does wrong deeds in the society should be ashamed. Poverty is not a stigma or a sin. Wealth gained by stealing, by deceiving someone, is a sin and a disgrace. Beta should look just like we are. There is no need to pose. Even if your friends come, the friends of the poor can be rich. Wasn't Sudama's friend Krishna? "

The next day everyone went to Harsh's house and saw the atmosphere there. Harsh's mother happily welcomed all the friends with tea and snacks.

The area where Harsh lived was very poor but Harsh was a different kind of boy. He was diligent. Was attentive in teaching. Harsh used to say that even though I am poor, my intellect is not poor, is it? My mother always told me not to be ashamed of wearing torn clothes. Clothing should always be clean and tidy.

All the friends started thinking differently. But everyone's tone was the same. We should help Harsh. Heer says, "Even though Harsh is poor, he is our friend ... We will celebrate Diwali in a new way this time. We were celebrating Diwali for our enjoyment. This time we will celebrate Diwali in a way that brings happiness and joy to others. "

Megha says, 'Heer, how are we going to celebrate Diwali?' Heer said, 'This time we will celebrate a unique Diwali.'

Parth says, yes. Our dad brings us crackers on Diwali. Bring sweets. Brings new clothes. This time we will take all this, right? But will not celebrate.

Why does Kriti say?

'There are many poor boys like Harsh. We bring joy, excitement and sparkle into their lives. If we don't celebrate Diwali in a year, there will be no loss. ' Said Parth.

Everyone says yes, yes, that's right. Saying this, all the friends parted.

Everyone greeted their parents with a new kind of Diwali, and gave them plenty of things.

All the friends gave Kodia in the slum the next day. Giving boxes of sweets and clothes, giving fireworks to the boys. All were happy.

The next day all the boys went to the slums and the lights were on in everyone's house. Lights were flashing in the dark slums. There were lights all around. Some of the boys were blowing flowers, blows, blows, some were flying in the air, some were firing rockets. Each of the boys wore new clothes. His parents used to beat the little boys. Were taking care of them. No one was eating sweets, there was joy and happiness on their faces.

Heer says, 'Why Diwali?' All spoken, a different kind, a new Diwali, a unique Diwali.

Deep said, 'Now every year we will celebrate a unique Diwali like this, right friends?' All spoken unique Diwali.

- Bharat Pancholi