Yogayog😊

A disabled man was sitting under a tree by the side of a road in Mali village, 'A private bus going to your village will ply this road and take you to your village if you request. He was waiting for a private bus with this hope. The sky was filled with clouds. Due to this, it was extremely boiling and because of that, the lives of those children were disturbed by hunger. Just then, a private bus to his village started passing by him. He raised his hand and stopped the bus and requested the bus driver, 'Dada, I have no money, and since I am like this, if you drop me off at a bank outside the nearest village, you will do me a great favor.' But as a poor man who wants to go for free, the bus driver shakes his head Joined next Disappointed, the disabled man spread his torn sheet under the tree and lay aside the broken stick in his hand on the sheet. He fell asleep immediately.

That morning two cows of his uncle A twelve-thirteen-year-old left to graze in the forest As Raju sky was filled with single clouds He was returning home along the same road with the cow. As soon as he saw a cripple lying under a tree, his stick supporting him was broken in half, he went to him. At that time it started to rain a little bit. To prevent the cripple from getting drenched in the rain, the boy slowly spread his blanket over him and, fetching a long strong rope from a nearby acquaintance's house and attaching it to a piece of another stick where the crippled man's stick had broken, he began to mend it. While he was working on making the stick, he was crippled by a lightning strike in the sky. Tears gathered in the eyes of the crippled boy, who had spread his own blanket over his body so as not to get wet in the rain, but saw that a boy was sitting in the rain fixing his broken stick. He asked him in a sarcastic tone, 'Son, when I am nobody to you, wrap your own blanket over me and my broken stick so that I don't get wet in the rain. Raju said, 'Uncle, our guruji has told us that it is everyone's duty to help the disabled. So I am not doing you a favor, but I am doing my duty.'

After hearing that speech, the crippled man said to him with a deep voice, 'Baby, how good are you! I also have a son. I have no idea where he is now. He must be your age now. As the income of just two farms did not support me and my younger brother's family, I took a job as a sailor on a ship. It was the business of the ship owner to buy goods from one port and sell them at a profit in another port. The disabled man added that the boy sitting next to him was listening intently, 'I had a good monthly salary. The master treated us sailors well, but when we asked for leave to go home once a year, he told us to leave the job straight away. So it was impossible for me to go home during my work. ok baby Food on board was free. So I used to send most of my salary to my wife through money order. For four or five years she lost money, but once the woman concerned died. With such a comment, the money order was returned to my given address. Later I sent a money order in my brother's name as my son was young at that time, but it also came back with the comment 'The concerned isam has gone to another town forever'. But then I could not relax.

I saved a little money and decided to leave my job forever and return to my village and look for my son and brother. Similarly, I worked for a year or a half more and decided to quit my job after completing only one voyage, but while on that voyage our ship - sunk in the sea. Hit a rock and burst. The owner of the ship and six other sailors drowned in the sea! One of my legs was also broken in that accident, yet a long log from that ship fell into my hands and I held it tightly in my left arm and I swam and reached the beach after a day
and a half. Well baby! Man decides one thing and the author brings another thing! Same thing happened to me. Although I managed to manage the money I had collected for my son in a leather bag with her mouth tied tightly to the shore, I spent a month treating my broken leg by a chiropractor in a coastal village, spending a month on IVs and food, and became quite destitute. Although my foot improved a lot, it still had the lameness! So with the support of a stick, I yours Investigating the route to the province, walking and stopping at villages along the way to beg for alms. Finally reached this village last night.



After waking up in the morning, I requested a private bus driver passing by my native brother's wadi village to take me on a free bus and drop me off at the bus stop outside that village, but he refused. Baby, now if you bring me some food and some water from your house, So after eating that, I will walk slowly to my village with the support of this stick you have made.' Balu's heart was moved by this request of the disabled man. He asked him, 'What is your name?' 'My name is Atmaram 10. 'What is your brother's name?" 'His name is Rajaram.' 'And your son's name?' 'His real name is Sad, but we used to affectionately call him 'Raju'.'

Hearing his answers The boy hugged him tightly She said to him, 'Dad, I am your Raju! Balu wiped the tears of joy that started flowing from his eyes with one hand and said to his father in a sympathetic tone, 'Dad, after my mother died, as soon as the sutak was over, uncle sold his house and farm and came to live in this village with aunt, her two children and me. Soon he built a small house here and also bought a large farm. I am staying with them and uncles and aunts treat me like a womb child are being treated with love. Raju continued, 'In the morning I take the two cows of the house to the forest to graze, come home, take a bath and eat and go to school and in the evening when the cows return, I milk them.. After that I study, eat and sleep. Uncle's son Tanmayi and daughter Tanmayi do the rest of the work. Let's talk calmly when we go home. If there was a mother today, how much would she... But the next words could not come out of Raju's mouth, he was so choked with the memory of his mother!
The girls held each other and reached home, drenched in rain falling from the sky and tears flowing from their eyes. As soon as the ambush came, the memory of his dead wife rose up in his mind, yet the spirit tightened his mind. He was so happy by meeting everyone around him and everyone in the house that he was not happy in that house.