Two rickshaw walars have a lot of thought, after running the rickshaw all day, in the evening, on the crossroads of sadness, talk of sadness, squeezing into tea cups, gathering and chatting. Thus their friendship was going well. Suddenly that friend came in the evening and did not come. One or two, The day goes on, the friend does not come again. Then friends find friends in search of a friend, do not find the house, no one knows the news. Tired to find out. Finally the forest The smoke was found in the rickshaw next to the house, the half-dead condition. Dak, but did not respond. After taking it up, he got healed in the hospital. Then he said, "Now tell me what happened, where was this situation? Said,
-Are Beta got a chance.
-Camon? What opportunities?
-Sheah! You're next to me in the house, there's a beautiful girl in the house.
So what is that?
I do not understand the incident.
-leave a '.
This girl is coming to my house in the house of Rickshaw. I stood up in the jury. Suddenly, the house is known to the house of Chikayya Kaitache, Haramjadi !! This time it's too foul! Aiz Thaikka Lehapara is closed. In the rickshaw Wala Pullar log, Taru Bia Dia Dimu My eyes are on the forehead! This opportunity will not be left without hand. Then one week in front of the house. I am thinking, princess with princess I am. But hope is hopeful.
He could not understand his words laughing or crying.
Will run .............
