बारिश में गरीब ससुराल वालों ने खाया तवा पुलाव || Family Enjoy Tawa Pulao In Rain || Cartoon Video

#बारिश_में_गरीब_ससुराल_वालों_ने_खाया_तवा_पुलाव #Family_Enjoy_Tawa_Pulao_In_Rain #Cartoon_Video #Kahani_Villa_Tv (Sushmita Shaw) #animtedstories #hindicartoonstory #cartoonkahaniya #AnimtedCartoonvideos #Hindistories #Hindicartoonvideo #Hindicartoonstories #hindistory #hindikahaniya #sasbahu #sasbahukajhghda #naitikkahanai #stories #newstories #garibkikahani #sasbahuladai #sasbahukalesh hi guys this channel is purely made for fun by using high quality animated videos in 4k. we are fulloy dedicated to entertain you by our video. if you like the video please share and give your valuable comment and feedback so that we can improve. thank Narration: It was pouring heavily; the colony streets were brimming with water. Several fast-food carts lined the roadside, and people, holding up umbrellas, were enjoying spicy snacks amidst the rain. Meanwhile, inside an old, modest family home in the same colony, Payal stood looking distressed, clutching her rain-soaked books. **Payal (22) (tearfully):** Oh, *Bhabhi*! Just look—my books have all gotten wet because the roof is leaking! What am I supposed to take to college tomorrow? Rani (25) (reassuringly): Payal, don't worry; just spread your books out in that dry corner where the fan's breeze reaches—they'll all dry up. Narration: Sharda was standing at the doorway, watching people happily eating fast food from the stalls lining the street. Sharda (56) (to herself): If only... if only I could eat such delicious, tasty food in the rain like these people! Narration: Sharda was standing at the door thinking this when Rani noticed her mother-in-law. Rani (25) (approaching her): Ma-ji, why are you standing at the door? Come inside; it's raining so heavily out there—you'll get wet. Sharda (56) (pointing outside): Oh, daughter-in-law, look! The market is even more crowded today than it was yesterday. Narration: Hearing Sharda's words, Rani also came to the threshold and looked outside; seeing a boy eating pizza made her mouth water too. Rani (25) (with a wistful sigh): Yes, Ma-ji, look at how that boy is eating pizza... it looks absolutely delicious. Narration: Just then, Raghav came running into the house from the street corner, shielding his head with a plastic sheet against the rain; he was drenched from head to toe and panting heavily. Raghav (29) (distressed): Oh, Ma! Rani! What are you two doing at the door? Come on, let's go inside. Sharda (56) (alarmed): Oh, Raghav! You're completely drenched! "Wait, let me get a dry towel for you from inside..." Narration: Sharda goes to fetch the towel; Raghav stands leaning against the wall, deep sadness and stress visible on his face. Rani (25, worried): "What is the matter? Why do you look so troubled?" Raghav (29, eyes welling up with tears): "Rani... the work at the construction site where I was employed has finished today. The contractor clearly stated that work is suspended due to the rains and told me to return only after the rain stops. Now I have no work; we are unemployed!" Narration: Sharda overhears this while bringing the towel. Sharda (56, weeping): "What are you saying, son? Our household runs on your earnings; your father's medicines are bought with that money! What will happen to us now?" Rani (25, clutching her forehead): "I don't understand anything; what will we do now?" Narration: An atmosphere of tension suddenly fills the house. Just then, Mahendra—the father-in-law—sits up from the cot, coughing. Mahendra (62, in a weak voice): "Oh, Sharda, Raghav... we can think about all this later. It’s getting late; let’s have our meal first. Thinking on an empty stomach won't yield a solution." Sharda (56, wiping her tears): "Yes, let's eat." Narration: Everyone sits on the floor with heavy hearts. Rani serves roti and vegetable curry to everyone. They eat in silence and then go to sleep, weighed down by worry. The next morning, a light drizzle is still falling. Rani goes into the kitchen. Rani (25, standing at the kitchen doorway): "Ma-ji, what should I cook?" There is nothing left in the kitchen to cook. Jamuna (78) (consolingly): Oh dear, just rummage through all the kitchen canisters thoroughly; you might find a little flour or lentils... Narration: Rani goes into the kitchen and searches through the tin canisters... she spots a tiny bit of flour at the bottom of one... Rani (25) (showing the bowl): Mother-in-law, there’s barely any flour left... enough for maybe two rotis... Sharda (56) (sadly): Oh, daughter-in-law, your father-in-law is very ill. Do this: make rotis with this flour; I’ll feed him the roti with onion and give him his medicine...