गरीब के घर हुए 8 जुड़वा बच्चे | 8 twins born in a poor family | Cartoon Video | Kahaniyo Ka Safar

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Seen... we have to show you sitting on the sofa and talking, we have to show you a high-end home.

On the phone call

Nar... Yamini is sitting on the sofa in the hall and talking to her sister.

Gayatri is normal... Yamini is not a relationship worth breaking at all. The girl is very beautiful and well-educated. She would make a great match with Yash. And anyway, marriage seems to be the right age... Who knows, if she gets her son married this year, she will be feeding a grandson in her lap by next year.

Yamini happily... you have the sweetness in your mouth, sister, I too am feeling like becoming a grandmother... please send me a photo of the girl on WhatsApp.

Narr... with this, Yamini hangs up the phone. Just then, her husband Harsh comes in. The house was quite luxurious, with all the comforts and servants.

Harsh smiles and asks... what's the matter? You seem very happy today, Yamini.

Yamini smiles... it's a matter of great happiness for me. Sister Gayatri has found a girl for our Yash. I saw the photo and I like her, so I said I'll move forward with the marriage proposal.

Harsh, seriously... But Yamini, you should also ask Yash once, in case there's already someone else in his life. Times have changed; in today's generation, children choose their life partners in advance.

Yamini, proudly... No, nothing like that will happen. I know my Yash very well... For him, his mother's words are written in stone. He won't disobey me... I know how to convince my son, so today I'll cook everything he likes.

Narr... After a while, Yamini prepares her eldest son's favorite meal and serves it with her own hands.

Nitin asks... What's the matter, Mom? Today you've cooked all of Yash Bhaiya's favorite food, but it's not even his birthday today.

Yamini, normal... Nitin, please eat your food quietly... Yash, son, try this potato-cabbage dish and I've also made your favorite matar paneer. Taste it and tell me how it is... I've also made some sweets; I'll bring them.

Yash interrupts... Mom, please sit here. I'm not a guest that you're treating me like this.

Yamini, normal... Son, I'm bringing Rasmalai from the kitchen.

Yash calls out... Mom, please sit down. Mahesh Bhaiya will bring the sweets.

Nitin, normal... Mom, don't create any more suspense. Tell me quickly.

Yamini, normal... Yash, son, your aunt Gayatri has suggested a girl for you. She's educated and very beautiful. I also wish you could settle down now...

Marriages are considered appropriate for starting a family on time, and... anyway, this family needs a savior.

Narr... Seeing the discomfort on Yash's face when Yamini talks about marriage, Harsh interrupts.

Harsh: Normal... Yamini, I think Yash isn't ready for marriage yet, so let's end this matter here and give him some time.

Yamini: Normal... Look, don't interfere between us, mother and son... You're just busy with your business meetings... Look at the household responsibilities. Sujata's son is Yash's age. Hey, it's been two years since he got married, he has a family of his own... I also have some desires... Another neighbor my age is feeding grandchildren... huh?

Harsh: Angry... Bhagyavan, why are you trying to drag things out like this... Look at your son's face! Yash seems so happy with the talk of marriage.

Nitin: Normal... Mom and Dad are right. Let Yash Bhaiya take some time to think. For

Yamini, pride... No one in this house appreciates me. I get to eat cooked food served on a plate, so why would anyone care about my happiness?

Nar. With that, Yamini goes into the room crying and is taking out small baby clothes from an old trunk when Yash enters the room.

Yamini shows the clothes... Yash looks at them, "These are all your clothes... You know, I knitted this sweater with my own hands and made you wear it. I've kept these clothes safe to this day so that when you have children, I can dress them with my own hands... Hugh, huh, huh... But if you don't want to fulfill your mother's wish, then I won't keep asking you to get married."

Yash lovingly... "Okay, Mom, I'll get married, but please don't cry like this. I can't see tears in your eyes."

Yamini happily... "Are you really ready for marriage? You can't imagine, son, how happy I am with your decision."