In the house of Keshav, a bird placed eggs above Carnis. Keshav and his sister Shyama both carefully watched the birds coming and going there. In the morning, both eyes reached the front of the catcher, and both the birds and the birds could sit there. Both children did not know what to look for them, milk and jalebi did not even get any relief. Various questions arise in both hearts. How big will the eggs be? What color will be How many will be What will be the accounts? How will the children come out in them? How to get rid of children? How is the nest? But there is no one to answer these things. Neither Amma was in the house-to-work work, nor did Babuji read by writing. Both children used to calm down their heart by question-answer itself.
Shyama says - why brother, children will fly out and fly away?
Keshav says proudly like scholars - no ray pagli, will come out first. How will the poor of the poor leave?
Shyama - What will feed the children poor?
Keshav could not answer anything of this tricky question.
Three-chun day passed like this. The curiosity of the two children was increasing day by day. He used to get impatient to see the eggs. He guessed that the child would have definitely come out. The question of the four children of children stood now in front of them. Where are the poorer poorer? Where all the children will be filled with stomach. The poor children will die of hunger and die.
Both of them were frightened by estimating this trouble. Both decided that a little pimple be placed on the cornice. Shyamaya cheered and said - then the birds will not have to fly somewhere to feed?
Keshav - No, then why will you go?
Shyama - why brother, children do not look like sunlight?
Keshav's meditation did not go towards this problem. Speak - It will definitely be a problem. Poor thirsty will be defying No one even shadows above.
After all, it was decided that a cloth roof should be made on the nest. Proposal for keeping a water bowl and a little rice was also approved.
Both the children started working hard. Shyama took out the eye of the mother and brought the rice out of the pot. Keshav spilled the stone oil of the oil secretly and filled it with water and clean it.
Where do we get the cloth for the moonlight? Then the top of the cloth will be the cloth and how the sticks will stand?
Keshav lived in this very long time. After all, he solved this problem even harder. Shayma spoke - pick up the garbage basket. Do not show Ammangi
Shyama - She is torn in the middle. Will not it get sunburn?
Keshav jerked and said - If you bring the basket, I will bring a lot of closing to its mouth.
Shyama rushed the basket and raised the basket. Keshav chipped a little paper in his hole and then placed the basket in a twig and said - Look like this, I will be able to climb on such a nest. Then how will the sunlight? Shyama thought in the heart, brother is so clever
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They were summer days. Babuji went to the office Amma had slept herself in the room and slept herself in the room. But where in the eyes of children today sleep? Both of them were waiting for the chance to stop Ammaji. As soon as I realized that Amma ji fell asleep well, the two raised up secretly and very slowly opened the door and came out. Preparations for the protection of eggs were started. Keshav picked up a stool from the room, but when it did not work, then brought a bath bag and laid it under the stool and climbed the scared stool. Shyama was holding the stool with both hands. Because the stool was not equal to the four legs, the side which used to get too much pressure went a little bit. At that time, Keshav had to suffer so much, it knew the heart of him. Both grabbed the cornice with his hands and scolded Shayma with suppressed sound - well grip, I would kill a lot. But the poor Shyama's heart was on the top of the carnis. Frequently his attention went away and his hands became loose.
As soon as Keshav handled Carnes, both birds were blown away. Keshav noticed that there are a few straws on the carnis, and three eggs are lying on it. Like nests he had seen on the trees, there is no such nest. Shyama asked below - are the children, brother?
Keshav - There are three eggs, no children yet.
Shyama - Just show us two brothers, how big are they?
Keshav - I will show you, first take a patchwork and spread it down. Poor eggs are laid on straws.
Shyama ran and torn his old dhoti and brought one piece. Keshav took the cloth and baked it, folded it in several pieces and made a cushion, and laying it on the stalks, they placed three eggs gently on it.
Shyama said again - show us two brothers.
Keshav - I'll show it, first of all, give it to the basket, shade above.
Shyama got down from the basket and said - Now you come off, I too see.
Keshav kept the basket in a twig and said, 'Go, bring the grain and water cup, if I come down, I'll show it.'
Shyamya Pali and rice are also brought. Keshav kept both things under the basket and came out of shock.
Shyama murmured and said - Now let us also be the brother!
Keshav - you will fall.
Shyama - Do not fall brother, you keep holding down.
Keshav - No brother, if you fall down, then Ammaji will do my chutney. You will say that you had only pledged. Seeing what will do. Now eggs are big comfortably. When the children leave, they will find them.
Both birds used to come to Carnis repeatedly and were left without sitting. Keshav thought, we are not afraid of people
Sits. Pick up the stool and put it in the room, put the post where it was.
Shyama said tears in the eyes and said - You did not show me, I will tell Ammaji.
Keshav- If I say to Ammaji, I will kill a lot, I say.
Shyama - so why did not you show me?
Keshav - If the fall falls, then there will be four heads.
Shyamma - Once it happens, it will become I'll tell you to see.
In this, the door of the closet was opened and the mother said, saving the eyes from the sunlight - when did you both come out? I told you not to leave in the afternoon? Who opened the door?
Kishore Keshav had opened, but Shyamma did not say this to the mother. He feared that the brother would go to the pit. Keshav was shivering in the heart that Shima would not say anything. The egg did not show, hence no longer had faith in Shyama. Shyama was silent only because of love or because of being part of this fault, it can not be decided. Probably both were things
Mother scolded both of them and then locked them in the room and you gradually started to fan them. It was just 2 o'clock. It was moving out fast. Now both the children were sleepy.
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At four o'clock, Shyamma sleeps open. The doors were open. She came running to the Carnis and started looking upwards. The basket was not known. Suddenly, his eyesight went down, and he went up in the running room and said loudly, brother, the egg is lying down, the kids have gone!
When Keshav got upset and rushed out and ran out, what did he see that the three eggs are broken down and some of them have come out of the lime-thing has come out? The water cup also broke on one side.
The color of his face flew away. Seeing the side of the ground with the eyes of the sympathetic eyes.
Shyama asked - Where did the child fly?
Keshav said in the verb tone - the egg has exploded.
'Where have the children gone?'
Keshav - in your head The light-colored water has emerged from the eggs. In the same two or four days children will be born.
The mother asked her in a simple hand: - What are you two doing in the sun?
Shyama said - Amma ji, the eggs of the bird have broken.
Mother came and saw broken eggs and said with anger - would you have touched the eggs?
Now Shyama did not have any compassion for the brother. He probably kept the eggs in such a way that he fell down. It should get its punishment. Bid - He had wandered the eggs, Ammango ji
Mother asked Keshav - Why ray?
Keshav stood wet pussy standing
Mother - how did you get there?
Shyama - Stormed on the square with a stool, Amazing
Keshav - You did not stand the stool?
Shyama - You said so!
Mother - you grew so big, you do not even know much that the touches of the birds are polluted by touching them. The birds do not serve them again.
Shyama asked the fearful - so did the bird have dropped eggs, Ammango ji?
Mother - and what to do. Keshav's head will have a sin. Hi, hi, you know, the evil one!
Keshav Ronni made a Surat and said - I only put eggs on the throne, Amma ji!
The mother laughed. But Keshav used to regret his mistake for many days. He destroyed them with the passion of protecting eggs. Recalling it, he would sometimes cry. Both birds were not seen there again.