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सर्दी में ठंडे पानी की रसोई | cold water kitchen in winter | Cartoon Video | Kahaniyo ka Safar

#सर्दी में ठंडे पानी की रसोई #Cold_Water_Kitchen_In_Winter #Cartoon_Video #Kahaniyo_ka_Safar (Umika) #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 Narrator: A cool breeze was blowing early in the morning. Payal got up from her bed, wrapped herself in a woolen shawl, and headed towards the kitchen. Payal: (28 years old, shivering) (to herself) Ooh, oh my god, it's so cold. My ice cream is about to freeze. Come on, let's go and start making tea and breakfast for everyone. Narrator: After entering the kitchen, she takes out vegetables from the refrigerator and then turns on the tap to wash them first. Payal: (28 years old, shivering) (to herself) Oh, Payal, well done! You've mustered up the courage to turn on the tap, but now quickly, muster up the courage to wash the vegetables in it too. Narrator: Washing the vegetables would get your hands wet. That's why Payal was hesitating. Somehow, she musters up the courage and starts washing the vegetables. Payal: (28 years old, shivering) (to herself) Oh, the cold water is going to kill me. First of all, I have to get up early every morning in this cold. On top of that, I have to cook with cold water every day. Honestly, my hands are getting numb. Narrator: After washing the vegetables, Payal chops them and grinds the spices on the grinding stone. Then, placing a pot on the stove, she first prepares the seasoning and puts the vegetables in it to cook. Meanwhile, on the other stove, she was making hot tea. By then, everyone else had woken up. Payal makes hot tea for everyone and takes it to them. Payal: (28 years old, normal) Here, Mom and Dad, your tea is ready. Shanti: (55 years old, shivering) Ahahahahahaha, what could be better than getting hot tea early in the morning in the cold? Ramesh: (58 years old, shivering) Seriously, the real joy of tea is only in the winter. Rohan: (30 years old, shivering) Yes, of course, Payal, heat some water for me. After I drink tea, I'll take a bath and get ready. Payal: (28 years old, normal) Okay, I'll do it right away. Narrator: Payal heats water for Rohan's bath, fills the bucket with water, and then goes back to the kitchen to start her work. This is how her day begins every day. After a few days, she makes hot rotis for everyone and then serves them to everyone. Shanti: (55 years old, normal) Oh, daughter-in-law, this food has gone cold. Did you cook it too early today? Payal:- (28 years, normal) No mom, I had prepared the vegetable some time ago, but I had reheated the vegetable and the roti was still hot. Riya: (20 years old, normal) Oh, it's all a wonder of winter. Food gets cold quickly in winter. Ramesh: (58 years old, normal) Yes, and cold food is not fun in winter. Hot food is just so much more enjoyable. Narrator: After that, everyone eats and goes to their work. Payal also starts doing her remaining work. After a while, seeing such a pile of dishes in the kitchen... Payal: (28 years old, shivering) (to herself) Now so many dishes are dirty too. Oh my God, washing dishes with cold water in winter will make me feel bad. I wish a snap of a finger would snap right now and all the dishes would be washed magically. Narrator: Shivering with fear, Payal starts washing the dishes in cold water and hums a poem of her own making. Payal: (28 years old, humming) (to herself) A little cold, a little foam. This is Payal's daughter-in-law's fate. She washes dishes day and night. This is the story of a cold water kitchen. Wow, what a beautiful poem I've written. Narrator: On the one hand, Payal cleans the dishes. But there's still other household chores left. She sweeps the entire house. Payal: (28 years old, shivering) (to herself) Sweeping in the cold is fine, but water work. No way. Narrator: After cleaning the house, she goes to the bathroom to wash clothes and is stunned by the pile of clothes. Payal: (28 years old, shivering) (to herself) Oh my god, I just washed so many dishes in cold water. Now I have to wash these clothes too. My hands are turning to ice from washing these. Narrator: After that, Payal starts washing clothes with cold water. Payal: (28 years old, shivering) (to herself) Oh my God, I can't even wash these clothes in the washing machine in winter. My mother-in-law has ordered that the clothes will get ruined in the washing machine. Huh. Narrator: After washing the clothes, Payal puts them in a bucket and goes to dry them on the terrace. Payal: (28 years old, shivering) (to herself) Oh, what ‌