Laila-Majnu...!

After the meeting in Pune, last week I went to Alandi to Gajanan More's brother Laxman More. Laxman owns a mobile shop on Alandi Fata. Laxman was very happy that Gajanan More and I came after so many years. Bhimesh Mutula also was with us. After tea and water at Laxman's shop, my eyes easily went to the grandparents who were sleeping on the bench outside. I thought someone would be a traveler. I could see that they were holding each other's hands. They both got up, had tea on the side of the tea pot and started talking. It seemed that every word of this conversation should be written down. "Did the foot pain go away?" Did the neck tighten? Ignore it, it will be less. The incident in the Bhagavad Gita of the night is related to our life... '' Grandma was talking to Grandpa and Grandpa was listening to Ho-Ho. Many trains were coming, stopping, going; But grandparents were not in any of the cars. Neither of them paid attention to the oncoming and outgoing vehicles. I noticed that these grandparents were not going anywhere. I asked ‘LM’ i.e. Laxman More (9823780005), ‘Who are these grandparents and why are you sitting here?’ Before speaking, a person who had come to LM to pick up a mobile phone said, "These grandparents are Laila-Majnu from our Alandi Fata." I have no idea! I am L.M. Asked, ‘Why do these householders talk like that?’ L.M. He immediately said, "That's right. They are known everywhere as Laila-Majnu. People call her Laila-Majnu. "I said," Why not? " "They love each other so much that Laila and Majnu will fade before them." I said again, "How so?" "It's been twelve years since we last saw him," he said. These two always come and sit here. The two do not leave each other for a second. When both the eyes of the grandfather failed, the grandmother had made a vow to the goddess Maraidevi next to her, "I will worship you blindfolded for a month." The grandmother did so. " He was telling me many stories and I was listening. The two seemed to be waving at each other.

I said to L.M., "I want to talk to these two." He introduced them to me. Grandpa's invisible eyes and Grandma's deaf ears were staring at me. Bhimesh, who was with me, brought all the five shawls from the car and threw them on the grandparents sitting on the couch. Grandmother looked at Bhimesh and said, "Baba, bless you very much, you will have a lot of good deeds." Baap re, what a shocking journey!

The grandfather I was talking to was Kisanrao Dhadge, age 83. Grandmother was his wife Sitabai Dhadge, Jalgaon. Alandi Fata. Kisanrao had three children by his first wife Gitabai. He had a son by his second wife Sitabai. Kisanrao was a trader in Jalgaon. Kisanrao endured hardships for his family as long as he could walk. I took the farm and the house and raised the three children. Gitabai died in age 35. Sitabai ... Kisanrao's girlfriend. She was divorced. They had a son. Kisanrao and Sitabai got married. Sitabai's son Kisanrao also raised the child. "After the administration passed into the hands of the children, the children did not want their stepmother and step brother. There were quarrels in the house every day, disputes were going on. One day, the three brothers drove the three of us out of the house. We left the house because many were shocked by what happened to me. We reached Alandi with the help of an acquaintance. There are many abandoned parents here who have no guardian. Some eat from behind the temple, some eat from behind the house. " While we were talking, a woman had brought her grandparents to dinner. Grandmother blessed the girl and said, "Woman, Porgi wants to cry in the middle. With four children, life is meaningless. " I asked, ‘Grandma, why are you crying?’ Grandma said, ‘I had three daughters. All three girls went into childbirth. When I got pregnant for the fourth time, an astrologer told my husband that you are going to have a daughter for the fourth time. My husband sent me away saying he was unlucky. My first marriage broke up. While the boy was in the womb, I got married to him. "I asked my grandmother in between," Where is that boy now? " Taking whatever was left, I came to Alandi with her son. We both loved that boy very much, taught him. It seemed that this was the stick of our old age. He got married. Within a year, he and his wife were sold and disappeared. It's been two years now, we don't know where they are, what they're doing. " Grandpa was very good at speaking. "We didn't have anything, all we earned was hard work," he said. Not just for kids? The children would have said in one word, "Parents, we don't want you, but we would never leave the house." There was no reason to insult us, beat us and kick us out. Now I want to see my grandson. When I went to Jalgaon, people would not let me open their mouths. Lifelong self-esteem was trampled underfoot by the blind love of boys and girls. We want all the poor to be happy, that's all we want. " Grandma persuaded Grandpa, "Oh, you swore not to cry. Don't break my oath. " Putting their heads on each other's shoulders, sitting hand in hand, the behavior of the grandparents was like that of a newly loving couple.

The three of us left. I put my hand in my pocket, put some money in my grandmother's hand and I got on the bus to Nanded and started traveling. Grandma and Grandpa's faces weren't moving in front of my eyes. It is our job to make sure that every child, who throws his parents out of the house, throws his parents in the house, insults his parents with Ebola, serves his parents for show, treats them as he pleases. Not right ..! There are many examples around us where those who persecute their parents get to see the consequences of their deeds in old age. If we ever get a chance to serve the suffering parents, we will definitely do it ...! Won't you ...?

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