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title...Poor laborer daughter-in-law's Diwali.



By...anju gupta

character)
Mangat40/Husband
jamuna60/mother-in-law
basil35/multi
sony8/daughter
king 6/son
Seth/60
woman30
customer1/25
customer2/46






Scene...making lamps.


Narr...Sitting outside the hut, poor Tulsi is making earthen lamps on a mortar, when her husband Mangat comes carrying a basket full of lamps.



Tulsi... Oh, these are all lamps, they are just like that.



Mangat…What should I say? Tulsi was sitting in the market since morning, but not even a single lamp was sold. All of them were leaving after seeing the lamps.



basil... The way the world is progressing so fast, in every shop where you look, Chinese lights are being sold, seeing the brightness of which people have lost the value of earthen lamps, otherwise till 5-10 years ago, we were poor potters. The clay lamps made by him are sold instantly.



Mangat...You have made these lamps with so much hard work, I will not let your hard work go waste, but by staying in this village, these lamps are not being sold, so I will take these earthen lamps to the city, who knows if I will find buyers for these earthen lamps there. Will go, and the lamps will also be sold at good prices.



Slogans..Mangat starts leaving with the lamp, then the six year old king sees him and says



Raja...Pitaadi, you will come before Diwali, right?


Mangat… Yes Raja son, I will return before Diwali, and will also bring lots of crackers and sweets for both of you, then we will all celebrate Diwali happily.



Nqrr...Saying this, poor Mangat's eyes widen with tears and he goes away, but it's been many days since Mangat left.


Raja...Mother, I am in a booth, I need a police station.



Tulsi (crying) Oh God, now there is not even a little ration and water left in the house, what should I feed my children?



Narr...Then poor mother-in-law Jamuna, lying on the bed, starts coughing.



Jamuna... Ahuhuhhh Ahuhuhhh


Tulsi... Mother, you haven't taken the medicine, why do you eat, how come you haven't eaten even a single grain of food for two days, what effect will even the medicine have on an empty stomach. (Mind) Now I have to do something to feed my family.



Narr... Tulsi goes out crying to find work.



Tulsi... This is Ita Bhatti, I will definitely get some labor work here.


Nar.. Tulsi comes there and says with folded hands.



basil ... Hello Sethji, I am in great need of work, my children are hungry, have not eaten anything for two days, please give me a labor job.



Seth... Okay, I will give you labor work, but I will not give you more than ₹ 70 per day.



Tulsi..., it is accepted, Sethji.



Narr...Taking advantage of the helplessness of that poor daughter-in-law, Seth hires her in the Ita Bhatti at a wage of ₹ 70. Time passes like this and then one morning.



King. Mother, Diwali is about to come, when will father bring sweets and patatas for Chhalak Chhe Hamala.


Tulsi... Father must be coming soon, Raja son (mind) Oh where are you, come quickly.


Narr... Tulsi comes to the furnace and says to Seth.


Tulsi... Sethji, Diwali is about to come, please give me an advance of Rs 500, so that I can get sweets and crackers for my two children on Diwali.



Seth... What will you poor people do after celebrating Diwali, and I am not going to give any advance for Diwali, come on and work now.

Nqrr... The poor daughter-in-law starts carrying bricks quickly with a sad heart.



Tulsi... Sethji will not give the money, there are still a few days left for Diwali, I have to do one thing, I will quickly carry bricks for the whole day, then I will earn a little more as daily wage, then my children will also be able to celebrate Diwali, and crackers too. Will free you.



Narr...Thinking this, the poor daughter-in-law starts carrying more bricks in the basket than the rest of the laborers. Suddenly, there are many broken glasses lying in the middle of the furnace, which prick her feet, and all the bricks fall and break in no time. All the poor laborers are mobbed, but Seth listens to him a lot.