History Witness (Victory Of Love)

Every house will have a mantra like you, otherwise that house will be destroyed, it is a limit, just think where Rahul will go at 2 o'clock in the night, why are you weighing this, accepting it as your mistake, so end this thing here. Ram was explaining to his wife Sugandha but Sugandha was sitting on his brother-in-law, see, tell him that he should go away at this time, he does not know my respect and respect, now you think that he will marry the daughter of a maid, hey Not your own place, you are eating ours, you live in our house, and you have brought it and said, sister-in-law, make it your Devrani. Look at the courage, that girl also has come to the shamelessness and started touching her feet, sister-in-law, give us blessings, hmmm, my foot! Screaming smell went to her home. See, Rahul is still angry, Ram also went to sleep saying let's talk yesterday.

Sleep is far away from Rahul's eyes, winter night in January, there is a chaos over his love affair at home, what to do, customs are very cultured and smart to read. Kamwali said her daughter is filling out form somewhere for job so Rahul helps her life better, due to Rahul's guideline today she has been selected as Rural Development Officer, Riti is very happy, Sara Gives credit to Rahul and touching his feet says, whatever I am is possible because of you, so Rahul ji please make me your life partner. Rahul was also having a gentle gesture for Riti, so he said in Riti, let's take the blessings of sister-in-law and move forward in life. Just Sugandha's brother-in-law Rahul's thinking of marrying the daughter of his maid has lost. Rahul is unemployed, he also prepares for competitive exams, luckily, he has been selected and not Rahul. The one who used to read used to teach the same customs. Sugandha had respected her and wanted Rahul to marry her younger sister Surekha, Rahul did not approve of it.

Sugandha gave ultimatum in the morning that Rahul goes to the village, mother is alone, take care of her by staying there, see the farm barn too. Bhaiya Ram wanted to stop his younger brother but he could not say anything after seeing the fierce face of the fragrance and Rahul came to his village. Started studying from there, one year has passed in blinking, re-competitor is sitting in the examination, after two months, he has also been selected, on the post of Aachal Officer. Now, the stupidity and status of the government job also shines the personality of a person and Rahul's posting is forty kilometers away from his village in Chambapur, Rahul used to visit his village daily. One day Rahul's mother said, Son, now you have become a government officer, now get married, take government residence there. It is beneficial for your health to come so far everyday. I have seen an educated girl, I will talk about your marriage. If you get married, your old mother will also be able to die peacefully, but mother is looking for a daughter-in-law for your sake. Well, the mother's eyes are wide open listening to the son, this is a pleasure. If you like it then it is my wish to agree with the wish of my son, but we have to take care of which caste is she, we are Brahmins.

Hey mother, you will be amazed to hear about him, well tell me what is the specialty in him, on which my son is enchanted. She is also a government office bearer mother, last year selection was held, both of us took competitive exams, she came to the village due to my absence, now we both belong to the same category.

Okay, that is also an officer like you, but tell me what I am asking. Rahul is unable to answer mother's question, fearing that mother will know that she is a Dalit, she will never accept. Brother and sister-in-law knew everything but mother was unknown. What can she do, I introduce the custom to my mother, mother will be happy to see her. Riti comes on Sunday the second day, Rahul takes mother's room, Riti touches the feet of her future mother-in-law and touches her feet and puts her palm back on her head, watching the unique ritual of Riti, Rahul's mother affection She is filled with me, son, my future daughter-in-law is very cultured. Come sit beside me, what is your name? Tell about your family, G Aunty, Riti Kumari. Mother did not look satisfied with the brief answer of customs. Riti has bowed her head on this question what does her father do, what to say that her father used to drive rickshaw, poor mother goes to others house and clean dishes. Riti has started seeing Rahul, his eyes are saying, now you tell your mother.

Mother you want to know about the customs, but you decide not to shore my happiness. Riti's mother used to work at Bhaiya's house, I met Riti there, Riti was top in studies, so it is necessary to not only be able to fly her wings but to have courage to do something, so Riti's confidence and hard work. He has made government office bearers, whoever he is standing on his own.

But son, we will have to put his surname in the wedding card, the villagers will kanafusi. No, the identity of mother riti is her existence. You tell your decision, your permission is paramount so we have waited so far. What is the opinion of your brother and sister-in-law, they also know the custom. Yes mother, brother does the same as sister-in-law drives. Brother doesn't say anything, sister-in-law's tongue also sarcasm. She has spoken very bitterly, calls you old wife and brother everyone keeps listening but keeps locking her mouth. Those people know everything mother, both of them can never respect customs. As you wish, Rahul has become relieved by saying his painful agony to his mother.

The mother has become deep in contemplation, but the heart is also happy to see the love of her son that she will become a government officer daughter-in-law. What about casteism, we have one blood. The mind is satisfied that the elder son is dancing like a puppet by his wife, at least my Rahul is understanding the value of his mother's love. If my son will be happy then my heart will also be happy.

Okay son, tomorrow I will call Pandit ji and set the date of your marriage. Reeti beta you ready to be my daughter in law! Reeti is shy by the voice of mother's joyful.

Rahul has hugged his mother.

WRITTER: A A CHOUDHARY