बारिश में गरीब ससुराल वालों ने खाए चावल के पराठे || In-Laws Ate Rice Parathas Rain || Cartoon Video

#बारिश_में_गरीब_ससुराल_वालों _ने_खाए_चावल_के_पराठे #Impoverished_In-Laws _Ate_Rice_Paratha_Rain #Cartoon_Video #Hindi_Story_Bubbles (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... Rama was hurriedly taking clothes down in the courtyard. Rama (58) (Taking down clothes, muttering to herself): Oh God! This rain has become a real nuisance... it hasn't stopped since morning. How will my clothes dry in this weather? Narration: Just as a worried Rama was taking the clothes off the line to head inside, her friend Kamala arrived in a rush, holding an umbrella. Kamala (56) (Calling out): Hey Rama! You aren't ready yet? You remember where we have to go today, don't you? Or are you just going to keep taking down clothes in this rain? Rama (58) (Smiling): Oh, Kamala! "I remember everything... I’ve been ready for ages. Come on, don't delay—let's go." Narration: Rama picks up an umbrella kept in the corner and steps out with Kamala. Carefully navigating a muddy path amidst the torrential rain, the two friends reach a nearby two-story house—the Zamindar's home. Kamala (56) (smiling): Here... we’ve arrived. Narration: Upon reaching the house, Sumitra, the Zamindar's wife, welcomes them. Sumitra (52) (smiling): Come in, come in, Rama-benji! Please step inside—it’s pouring out there. Do sit down. Narration: Rama and Kamala sit hesitantly on the edge of the sofa. Just then, Naina—a beautiful, well-groomed young woman with her *pallu* neatly draped over her head—enters carrying a tray of piping hot tea and *besan pakoras* (gram flour fritters). She respectfully greets them with a *Namaste* and serves the tea. Sumitra (52) (delighted): Benji, I’ve seen a photograph of your son, Neel; we really like him. If you agree, perhaps we could take this matter further? Rama (58) (smiling with joy and pride): Oh, Benji! "I took an instant liking to your daughter... but... I just need to speak with my son, Neel, once. He’s currently away in Bengal for work, you see. Let me consult him first, and then we can finalize the *Shagun* ceremony..." Sumitra (52, smiling): "Absolutely, *Behenji*; the boy's consent is important too. Do have a word with him, and then let us know..." Narration: After having refreshments, Rama and Kamala return home, carrying their umbrellas. Once home, Rama calls Neel. Neel answers the phone. Neel (29, happily): "Hello, Ma!" "How are you? It’s been ages since you called... is everything alright?" Rama (58, smiling): "Yes, son, everything is fine. But I need to discuss something very important with you. You’re at the right age for marriage. Today, I’ve selected a girl for you from a prominent, aristocratic landlord's family. If you agree, I’ll finalize the match." Neel (29, hesitating): "Ma... so suddenly? I haven't even seen the girl. How can I say yes without seeing or knowing her?" Rama (58, reassuringly): "Oh son, would I, as your mother, ever wish ill for you? But if you want to see the girl, come home tomorrow. See her with your own eyes, and then we’ll get you married right away." Neel (29, making an excuse): "Ma, I..." Rama (58, sternly): "That’s enough—no excuses. You are coming home tomorrow." Narration: Saying this, Rama hangs up the phone. After hanging up, Neel gets up in a start; he had been lying in Mona's lap in a paddy field. Mona is wearing a simple Bengali cotton saree. Mona (25, worried): "What happened, Neel? Why did you get up so suddenly? You used to always smile after talking to Ma-ji; why does your face look so downcast today?" Neel (29, rising nervously): "It's nothing, Mona. I have to go to work... I'm running late." Mona (25, suspicious): "Tell me the truth, Neel! Why are you avoiding my gaze? What did Ma-ji say?" Neel (29, lowering his eyes): "Ma... she is arranging my marriage elsewhere... to a landlord's daughter."