गर्मी में गरीब ससुराल वालों ने खाई ठंडी ठंडी कुल्फी | In the heat, the poor in-laws | Cartoon Video

#गर्मी_में_गरीब_ससुराल_वालों_ने_खाई_ठंडी_ठंडी_कुल्फी #In_the_heat_the_poor_in-laws_enjoyed_some_nice_cold_kulfi #Cartoon_Video #Abundance_Sas_Bahu_kahaniya (Susmita) #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 Ghanshyam (56) (eating kulfi): "Ah-ha-ha! What a delight... Honestly, the pleasure of eating this chilled kulfi in such scorching heat is unmatched by anything else in the world..." Babita (55) (eating kulfi): "And this *rabri*-style kulfi... oof... the taste is truly exquisite... I feel like devouring the whole thing all by myself..." Narration: It was sweltering outside... but inside Ghanshyam's home, there was an atmosphere of pure joy... The entire family sat in a circle, enjoying their kulfi... broad smiles lit up everyone's faces... Meena (25) (happily): "Yes, Ma! To be honest, we had been craving kulfi for so long... Today is the best day of my life..." Pooja (33) (with a hint of moisture in her eyes and a smile on her face): "Yes, this kulfi tastes wonderful today... but only we know the hard work and struggle it took for us to be able to enjoy it..." Narration: Why exactly were the family members so happy after eating kulfi? And what effort did they have to make to get it? Let’s go back in the story to find out... Flashback starts Meena (25, drenched in sweat): Oh my God... *Bhabhi*, it’s so hot! I’m exhausted... I can’t walk another step... Why did you feel the need to come all this way in this heat for the *puja*? Pooja (33, explaining): Oh Meena... Savita Aunty is a close relative of ours, and she had lovingly invited us to her home for the *Shiv Charcha*... How could I not go? One has to honor family ties, after all... Narration: It was 2 PM... a scorching hot wind was blowing across the road... Pooja and Meena were returning from the *Shiv Charcha*... Both were sweating and overcome by the heat... Just then, they heard the distant sound of a kulfi vendor’s bell... Kulfi Vendor (45, calling out): Get your kulfi... kulfi... nice, cold kulfi... Narration: Hearing the vendor's voice, Meena looks at him with a longing gaze... Meena (25, tempted): *Bhabhi*, let’s go get some kulfi... It’s terribly hot, and my throat is parched... I’m really craving some kulfi... Narration: Hearing Meena, Pooja opens her old cloth purse... There was only a 20-rupee note inside... Pooja sighs deeply and says to Meena with a look of dejection... Pooja (33, looking a bit worried): Meena, I only have 20 rupees left in my purse... If we spend this money on kulfi, how will we buy groceries for the house tomorrow? How will we manage the day? Meena (25) (suppressing her desire): It’s alright, *Bhabhi*... we won’t have *kulfi*... let’s go... Narration: Pooja feels terrible seeing Meena suppress her craving for kulfi*, but there was little she could do... so, feeling dejected, she starts walking along with Meena. On their way home, they see *prasad being distributed outside a temple; they both go over and receive some kheer served on leaf plates. Meena (25) (happily): Bhabhi*, let’s take this *kheer home... everyone will be happy to eat it... Narration: Meena and Pooja return home with the kheer*. It was even hotter inside the house than outside. Pooja’s father-in-law, Ghanshyam, was lying on an old *khatia (cot), while her mother-in-law, Babita, was cleaning rice in a large metal platter. Ghanshyam was often in poor health. Ghanshyam (55) (coughing loudly): *Khon... khon... khon*... this heat is absolutely draining the life out of me... Babita (55) (drenched in sweat): Yes, it is terribly hot... and on top of that, this fan isn't even blowing air properly... Narration: Pooja and Meena enter the house, carrying the leaf bowls of *kheer*. Pooja (33) (walking towards her mother-in-law): Maa-ji*, we’re back... here, we got some *kheer prasad from the temple; you should have some too... Narration: Just then, Bablu and Chintu come rushing into the house from school, panting; their faces are flushed red from the heat. Bablu (9) (tossing his bag aside): Mom! Mom! "I'm feeling so hot... please give me something cold to eat..." Chintu (9) (making a tearful face): "Yes, Mom, me too... give me something cold; I feel like I'm dying of the heat..." Pooja (33) (caressing the children affectionately): "Oh, my darlings, wait... I'll give you some chilled kheer (rice pudding) as prasad*... and I'll make a delicious *sharbat (sweet drink) using cool water from the earthen pot for you to drink... all the heat will