In his family both his father and grandmother survived. Papa had not yet realized that grandfather had left this world. Dad was still very young when his elder brother, our aunt, was killed in Malaya. The grandmother was heartbroken after hearing the news of her young son's death. Father's maternal uncle's daughter took both of them to herself.
When the father regained consciousness, the grandmother recovered from the shock of her son's death, then the grandmother said to the father's maternal uncle's daughter, “Daughter, for how long will you share our sorrow, my son has studied in four classes. Has gone and is able to earn his livelihood. The village people are occupying our property considering it unclaimed. His father's shop is empty, he will go to the village and open his shop and feed himself and me.
At first Papa's maternal uncle's daughter did not agree saying that he was still young, but after a year, Papa came to his village with grandmother. Neighbors took over a large part of the house. The grandmother appealed to the village sarpanch, Hakim Thakur Das, to help them get rid of the neighbors' encroachment on their part of the house. Sarpanch Rahm was a human being. They made our neighbors hostile for our sake and got a big part of our house from them but our neighbors could not remove the possession of a small plot from the family because they argued that our grandfather had given that plot to them because he Were poor. Donated.
The father was ready to pay the price of the plot to the family, but the family was adamant that they should neither give up the plot nor take the price. Father did not want to leave that plot because due to the street adjacent to the plot, a person from that family had once built a shop there by putting a roof on it, but now that shop has collapsed. We faced a lot of problems as the plot was in the middle of the house. The shopkeeper took his wife and went to his girlfriend in Delhi. The father tried every possible way to get that plot. That family was also beaten up.
The matter even reached the police station but nothing happened. The house of that family was right next to our house. Two brothers lived downstairs and one brother lived upstairs. The attic of the upstairs brother was adjacent to the roof of our house. The entire village called that brother's wife Chubare Wali Bhabhi. Chubare's sister-in-law was of very good nature. That family neither felt pity for the father's poverty nor realized his humanity. Grandmother used to feed grass to the cows and donkeys all day long.
Father had even stopped talking to that family. Father got married. Mother also had no brother. After father's marriage, grandmother left his father. Two small children were left at home, there was no one to support them, the mother was surrounded by problems. Mother used to make street girls her companions in her sorrows and joys, but there was a need for someone sensible in the house who could support her in times of trouble. One day, three barns of the house drowned in heavy rain. Both I and my elder sister were ill. Mother was also fond of making roti for father.
Hearing the crying of both of us, sister-in-law came down from the attic and reached mother. As soon as he came, he said to his mother, “Daughter, I cannot see your problem.” These men will be angry, bring both of you children and come to me. I will arrange food for your house.” Mother further said, “Sister-in-law, you asked me for help, but I cannot go with you without asking my family.” In the evening, mother talked to father. of. , Father said to mother, “No matter what the circumstances are in our house, we will not have any kind of fight with this family.” On father's advice, mother did not quarrel with her sister-in-law. That time has passed. After six months the mother developed fever.
Mother herself did not know. Father started making bread himself but there was no one at home to take care of us brothers and sisters. The fever was not subsiding. One day at noon, father was making roti. Hearing both of us crying, the sister-in-law present in the attic came and took father's name and said, “Kishori, story and humanity are two different things.” Your men will stop fighting and talking. I cannot bear to see this condition of your house. “I brought the girl and the children to my home.” After some time sister-in-law's maid also came. He also asked his father to forget old grievances. Sister-in-law served mother for a month.
He took care of both of us and gave three meals a day to Papa. Mother recovered and returned home. One day mother said to sister-in-law, “Sister-in-law, men may call each other or not, but from today you are my mother.” Sister-in-law considered her mother as her daughter till her death. Sister-in-law convinced her family and also gave us the price of the plot. My other brothers and sisters also play into the hands of sister-in-law. Even though sister-in-law is no longer in this world, even today both our families consider each other as relatives.