Seeing the stranger sitting under the pipe and crying, everyone's eagerness started kicking !!

- Desert thirsty rose-defeated Patel

- I knew you would need it one day!

'Does this bearded young man come every day?' There is a village. There is a priest. The paddock is pliable. There is a porch around the pipe. The bird is home. Raliyamanu is a village. There are tens of thousands of trees around the village lake. There are green fields. So happy. This village is praised everywhere for its paddy crop! But for the last fortnight in this village there has been a rumor of Navajuni. At exactly eleven o'clock a nice red car comes to the village. The car comes to a stop near Pipla. A young man with a beard comes out of the car ... goes and sits on the top of the pipe!

Not to speak.

Not going anywhere.

Not to talk to anyone.

Sitting cross-legged on the trunk of a pipe, pressing a finger over the eyes. Maybe the eyes got wet, it also happens! People coming and going, see it. And turning the palm of his hand into a question mark, he asks Ekmak: 'Who will be this unknown young man?'

'Whatever it is, the biggest question is why is he here?'

'Look, look, he's crying.'

'Huh?'

'Yes, look'

Everyone sees ઃ the thing is true. He is crying. Eyes are rolling. There are salty drops on the cheeks. The villagers who saw him said: 'Alya, this is strange!'

'Not strange.'

'So?'

This is called Vichitranoy Baap! What could be more strange than this strange young man coming to our village like Sonasan and shedding tears? '

But I have a question - should I say?

'Just say it.'

'The listener is ready. What questions are in your mind?'

The question is one and a half lakh. It happens to me that he comes to our village every day. No matter what. The pipe sits down. No matter what. It doesn't matter. There is no question! '

'So?'

"What's the question?"

Eagerness strikes in everyone's heart. Curiosity fuels. Great curiosity? Curiosity kills the fluff. Koke has asked: 'Manikaka, you were a teacher. Even if retired, the teacher sitting inside rarely retires? The teacher just asks questions. Saying that grandson of Jivadada, what question has arisen in your mind? '

'I wonder why this strange young man is crying? Anyone remember? Will there be any pain? Is there an illness? '

'That's true. Such a question has arisen in our minds. Not a single question, even the little ones in the question are real! Say, say, Gurudev, what will be the reason? '

'I don't know!'

"Does anyone know where?"

'What shall we do?'

The only one who has the answer to the question is the one who sheds tears

Has been. '

'That's it!'

'Then let's do that.'

'Say, say, Manikaka ...'

'Let's ask that.'

'Let's all come together. Guruji, you have built a bungalow on a farm and gone away. Judge tomorrow at twelve o'clock. The chief will come, and the sarpanch will also come! '

'Come on.'

'Then we will march.'

'Where?'

'Pastor's pipla bhani. The young man will be sitting on the porch. He will be crying. Wiping away tears with a finger. Rela will be relata, and we will sit near her on the veranda where we will reach. Let's ask the wave. 'Where are you from, young man? Why do you come every day?

Good man Why are you sitting here crying, young man? ' OK? '

'OK!'

'Right!'

'Let's find out tomorrow'

- That's what happened. The villagers went. Retired teacher i.e. Manikaka i.e. Guruji was ahead. Gone. Otl climbed up and sat down. There, the stranger said, 'Hey, come on, come on, everyone! I knew you would all need one day. '

'Did you know?'

'Yes.'

'How is that?'

'It is natural for the villagers to be curious to see me coming here, sitting at the hotel, crying. You come and ask me! '

'Yes, we have come to ask who you are. Where are you from Why are you sitting there crying? '

'That's what I'm saying ...'

'Say'

'Listen. This is how it is - 'People turned a deaf ear. Put your finger in your ear and clean your ears so that it can be heard clearly! The young man's voice was waving: 'Listen-'

(More to come)