Purane zamane ki baat hay ke kisi jangle main ek cheeunti or ek jhingar rehte the.aik din jhingar ne cheeunti se kaha.behen cheeunti,aslam-o-alacum…..walacum!aao bhai jhingar kese ana hoa?bahan tum dekh rehi ho ke sardi ka mosam hay.kaien roz se barish ho rehi hay.ghar main khane ko kuch nahi hay.bohot dino se bhoka hun tum ne meri parosan ho kar bi khabar na li.tumhare ghar main bohot anaj hay.is main se kuch anaj udhar de do.garmion ka mosam aate hi tumhara anaj wapis kar dun ga.magar tum garmi ke mosam main kya karte rehte ho.main koi bheek nahi mang raha hun,udhar mang raha hun.agar tum ne mujhe udhar na diya to main mar jaon ga.suno jhingar bhai!mera yeh tareka hay.main na udhar deti hun or na leti hun.jhingar…..meri adapt hay,ke jab mosan acha hota hay main mosam ka ltoff uthata hun,gana gata hun,ochalta godta reta hun or sab kuch bhool jata hun.cheeunti achaa to tum ne garmi ka mosam gaa kar guzara.ab sardi ka mosam ga kar guzar do,yeh keh kar cheeunti ne ghar ka darwaza band kar diya,jhingar apna mohn le kar wapis chala gya.
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