A funny story: grafted mangoes.

- Coordination: Pratibha Thakkar

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Summer had begun. Exhausted from the field in the scorching heat of the afternoon, Karson sat down on a bed under the mango tree near his house. Twice in the cool shade of the mango he forgot that he had come to eat. If Sumi hadn't killed Boom, he would have fallen asleep.

'Kahu su, zat jami lyo, bhanu kadhayu se. Going to the side of the field. Today I am going to slander the two farms in this scorching heat.

"Yes ... yes," said Karsan, getting up, borrowing money from his front shirt pocket, putting it in the back pocket of his pants, and went home to eat.

'Bapu, in this yard mangoes would come to Kanth.

'Ali O Lakhmi, Tan Khabar Se Pella used to collect a lot of money when she went to Vesva to get the same mango chatliya mangoes. Hmmm ... that doesn't work, Rio ... Nakkamo. '

Soon Sumi said, 'A lakhmi tu ja soupsap thali mail ne khetre hand. Ne ambe kerio nath ema maro hu vainik se, kok di avase nyare jojo lakhmi bapu tami. ' Laughing, he snatched the utensils and turned to go to the farm.

Karsan and Sumi both got married and Lakshmi incarnated as a fruit in five years of their married life. Sumi's darling Karsan also had a craze for her mother and son. He has a firm belief that life will improve only if he has a son to carry on his lineage. That is why the cloud of love rains less on Lakshmi. Carson's father was a landowner. Half of the land he got after his death was lost to Carson's habit of playing numbers. He hid at night to play numbers. There was no shortage of money at the time of marriage so Sumi also decorated the house beautifully. Didn't say anything to Carson. But now a farm was left with only the necessities of life at home. The mother loved her son so much that she took out the jewelery and gave it to him. However, Karsan was not yet available. Sumi asks for such money from the farm and even if Sumi has money, he gives it. When Karsan got money, he used to sit at the hotel behind Bhathiji's temple every night and go there to lose money. He had a different kind of fun. The daughter was young but understood everything. When he did not get the money, Karsan jumped even after getting his share.

Sumi wakes up late in the night. Karsan was adept at making Sumi his own by coming and talking with love. Through the same love she became pregnant again. Karsan was banned from playing as promised. Sumi was confident that the house would be full again soon. But her faith was shattered when her daughter incarnated in Sumi's house again. He rarely went to work on the farm.

One night when Kars asked for money again, Sumi did not study.

'Feeding the cook ... just like that, you have become the father of two daughters. .... '

Karsan had seen five hundred rupees in Sumi's box and thus Sumi did not say any money so Karsan's volcano erupted.

"Once upon a time, Devato Nath passed away, so I felt sorry for him and spoke in front of me, ... Sally ..."

After uttering many words not to speak in anger, he swallowed the bottle of liquor in his pocket and poured the hot tapel directly on Sumi in the same drunken stove. Sumi went to move so the hot water fell on her feet. He also started spraying kerosene on Sumi. He tried to burn her. The whole village came together. Had to go to the hospital immediately. The doctor advised him to rest completely and he was given leave for three days.

Sumi threatened Karsan that if he came home now he would send him to jail so he stayed away from Sumi for some time. The condition of the house became worse. Sumi was not in a position to go to work on the farm. However, Carson was not affected. He started drinking more alcohol. I used to sleep on the bed made outside, screaming a little at home every day. The cost of hospital treatment, what was left in the house from above. Lakshmi feeds two tanks of bread but what about household expenses? Sumi started worrying. Nanaki was still three years old. She could not sleep all night.

While Sasuma was silently watching everything, he was not ready to say even two words to his son.

'Soro would have come to your place, I would not have had such a storm today. Would have been greener. Nakkami two sorio jani pasi khatle hun rase! '

Bitter venus Sumi stared helplessly. Often the monsoon sits in front of the eyes. But the question still arose as to what to do.

'Karsan, kahu su, hav hudhari ja, am I going to eat these two soris and mother two tanks?' Curson could not hear her screaming. Lakshmi used to go to work in the surrounding houses under the pretext of going to see Santai from Bapu. Someone used to fetch water there, someone used to clean the utensils there and someone used to bring some money from there by washing clothes from the well.

The mother-in-law died suddenly. The farm now had to be sold to raise the money needed for his funeral. Sumi mortgaged the village farm and called Vasant to Lakshmi. Although Vasant had given the required amount of money, Karsan did not know about it yet. Vasant was furious when he found out in the village that Karsan's farm had become his.

'Karsan, money has come to your house today, it will be a new bottle and a new game only after our borrowing dries up.'

He felt insulted by the words spoken by his friends. He became more courageous. Going home, he went to bed to scare Sumi, who was lying on the bed. He angrily slapped Sumi again on the cheek. He got down from the bed. Sumi staggered.

Lakshmi ran there because she grabbed the hand of the same demon.

'Bapu ... speaking words is haram to me, but Bapu, this is the last time you touched my mother. Hav jo mar ho to mujav su police station ... '

'I will kill you because of your threat. If it was soro, he would have brought money, he would have brought it to his father.

Lakshmi ran away, turned on the lamp, lit a lamp, took out a bundle of money from a vacant plot of land and sold it.

As Sumi stood up, 'Chhori aane ka aale he rupee ....?' 'Ma, that greedy dog, hungry for money..you got up, now take my little one and gather me ... Soro j kamai hak nai, hu ya te ... mari ma no varas .. kalmi mango banhi! '

Ma ne ben sathe te nikli padi kalmi mango banwa!

Author- Tanvi Tandel