Pappu sasural pahucha...aage kya huya must read full story

Pappu ke sasur ki bimari ka khabar aaya...

pappu ki maa ne pappu ko nasihat di ''beta ab tumhe waha jana chahiye aur waha jake kya kya bolna hai wo mai bata deti hu wo baate sunkar tumhare sasur tumse bahut khush ho jayenge ''

phir pappu ki maa ne boli beta tum waha pahuch kar sabse pehle apne sasur se puchna 

'' papa aap ki tabiayat kaisa hai''

tumahre sasur yehi bolega ki ''ab mai pehle se achha hu ''

 isliye tumhe bolna hai 

'' bahut achhe yehi toh ham bhi chahte hai''

phie sasur se puchna ''papaji kya khana kha rahe ho''

sasur jo bhi bole tum bolna

 '' bahut hi healthy tasty khana hai yehi khate rahiye zald theek ho jaoge''

phir puchna '' kon se doctor dikha rahe ho''

sasur jis bhi doctor ke naam batayega tumhe bolna hai'' bahut famous doctor hai inhe hi dikahte raho ''

aur yaad rakhan har waqt chehre pe ek muskan banaye rakhna..

pappu sasural pahucha...

waha sasur ke kamre me pahuch kar sasur se pucha (jaise uski maa ne use puchne ko boli thi)

'' papaji ab aap kaise ho''

sasur :

 '' ab mujhe jeene ki ichha hi nahi rahi ab toh mai jeene ki umeed hi chhor chuke''

pappu: 

'' bahut achhe hum bhi toh yehi chate the ''

phir pappu pucha:

 '' papaji aap khana kya kha rahe ho''

sasur  gusse se bola:

'' ghasfus ''

sunte hi ab pappu bola:

'' ye bahut healthy tasty khana hai yehi khate rahiye zald theek ho jaoge''

phir pappu pucha :

'' kon se doctor dikha rahe ho''

tab tak sasur ka gussa satwen asman par pahuch chuka tha isliye bola:

''Yamraj ko dikha raha hu''

 pappu :

'' bahut hi famous doctor hai inhe hi dikahte raho zald theek ho jaoge''

iske aage  kya huya tha hume kuch nhi kehna..

Shhhhhhhhh...

''Iam INDIAN''

Ek American India ghumne aaye ...India se wapas jab American apna desh pahucha tab uske
 ek Indian friend ne usse pucha:

 tumhe hamara desh India kaisa laga..?

American ne jawab diya :

 India is a Great Country very Traditional & Beautiful Historical places.

phir Indian friend ne usse pucha :
Aur Indians kaisa laga...?

American ne sawaliya nazar se pucha :

 INDIANS ?

Who Indians ??

I did not find any Indians there in India ?

Indian dost ne bola:
kya bakwas kar rahe ho ?
 tum India ghum kar aaye aur waha tumhe koi Indian nahi mila ?

American ne jawab diya : 

jab Kashmir gaye waha mujhe Kashmiri mile, jab Punjab gaye waha mujhe Punjabi mila, 

phir Bihar, Maharastra, Bangal, Kerala,Rajasthan,Tamilnadu  , Gujarat & others gaye waha mujhe Bihari,Marathi,Bangali,Malayali,Rajasthani,Tamil , Gujarati etc mile...

iske baad mujhe Hindu , Muslim, Jain. Sikh, Isai Buddha , aur aise hi bahut mile lekin ek bhi INDIAN waha mujhe dikhne ko nahi mila.

 hamare dehe ke politican koi Dharma ko lekar toh koi Caste ko lekar toh koi Bhasa ya pradeshikta ko lekar hamesha se politics karte aaye hai ...usika ka natiza hai ye..

Hume sabse pehle khud ko INDIAN kehna chahiye uske baad  dharma  caste bhasa ...

agar aap sab humse sahmat hai toh garv se bolo
 ''I am INDIAN''

Khao Khao Khub Khao...

Ek Bengali ki dosti Gupta ji ( Hndi bhasi ) se hui. 

Ek din Guptaji ne apne bengali dost ko apne ghar khane pe bulaya.

Bengali jab khana khane lage tab Guptaji ne badi binamrata ke sath bola ..

''khao khao khub khao sharam ki koi baat hi nahi .''

Aur bengali dost bahut khush hoke khana khaye ...phir use laga ab hume bhi  apne dost ko khane pe bulana chahiye aur wo guptaji ko ghar khane pe bulaya .

Guptaji anpe dost ke ghar gaye aur bengali ne bahut sare pakwan banake guptaji ke samne padose..

Guptaji ne itne sare pakwan dekh kar khus hoke  khana khana suru hi kiya toh bengali ko laga ab hume bhi guptaji ko kuch bolna chahiye jaise guptaji ne hume bola tha taki dost achhe se kha sake  aur wo guptaji ki wo kahin baate yaad karke bengali dost guptaji ko bolne laga...

''khao khao khub khao sharam toh hai hi nahi...''

meri kahani yehi khatam ab aage kya huya ye aap hi socho lo na sochne me kya jata hai..

SABAK

aaj mai ek aise kahani batane ja rahi hu jab hamare desh angrezo ke gulam the us waqt ki kahani .

Ek angrez officer aur ek Bengali babu ki kahani  maine meri dadi se suni jo aaj aap sab se share karne wali hu...

Ek din ek Angrez officer aur uske niche kam karne wale ek bengali babu jinka naam Gopal Das tha wo dono kisi kam se ek gaon se gujar rahe the tabhi Gopal ko nazar aaya ek ghar ke samne aangan me Tulsi ki Ped .

 Gopal Das ne Tulsi ke ped ke samne jake sar jhuka kar pranam kiya.

 ye dekh kar Angrez ne Gopal se pucha tum is ped ke samne sar kyun jhuka rahe ho ?
 Gopal Das ne jawab diya ye hamare God hai inhe humara Tulsi God hai .
Ye sunte hi Angerz  ne thahaka mar kar hasne laga aur bola ped tumlogo ka God hai ab dekho hum tumahre is God ko gande karte hai aur tumhara God hamara kuch nahi bigad payega.
 Aur ye bolte huye wo angrez ne Tulsi ki ped ko ganda kar diya ye dekh kar Gopal Das tilmila uthe lekin kuch tab kar nahi paya lekin mann hi mann us angrez ko sabak sikhane ki than li.

Waha se kuch dur jane ke baad phir se Gopal Das ne ek ped ke samne khade hoke sar jhuka kar pranam karne laga.
Angrez ne phis se Gopal se pucha ab ye tumhare kon se God hai..

Gopal ne jawab diya ye hamara Bichuti God hai .
( Bengali me Bichuti juse  Khujli wala Ped kahte hai jiska scentific name hai Tragia Involucrata)
 Ye sunkar wo Angrez ne phir se wahi harkat  dubara karne laga aur ped  jaise hi Angrez ke body ko sparsh kiya toh Angrez ko zabardast khulji honi suru ho gai jo rukne ka naam nahi le rahe the .

Angrez ne dard se kehrate huye bola tumahre Bichuti God toh bahut strong God hai hume maaf kar do aur ye bolte huye wo angrez waha se bhag nikla .

Golpal Das ne jaisa socha tha Angrez ko sabak shikhane ki wo karke dikhaya ...

Isliye kehte hai agar aap ke pass dimag hai toh aap kisi ko bhi sabak sikha sakte ho .

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