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#ठंड_में_लकड़ी_का_हीटर_बनाने_वाली_गरीब बहू_Thand_Mein_Lakri_Ka_Heater_Bannane_Wali_Garib_Bahu.. #SasBahuKahaniyan #SasBahuStories #Spicysaasbahu #HindiStories #HindiKahaniyan #GharGharkiKahaniyan #ghargharkiladai #Amirsasbahukahaniyan #Garibsasbahukahaniyan #KahaniyanStories #Stories #Kahaniyan #SasBahu #saasbahukahaniya #saasbahu #saasbahukalesh #sasbahunokjhok #sasbahooladai #hindistories #horrorstories 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. Sejal: (crying) Leave it, don't hit me..What is my fault, I just asked you, who is this Aarohi who calls you everyday Aman: Aarohi is my girlfriend, that's why she calls me. Sejal: (crying) Is Aarohi your girlfriend, then who am I? Aren't you ashamed of having an affair with another girl while being married, making fun of a sacred relationship like marriage? At least you are our daughter's friend. You should have thought about it, what effect it will have on that girl, when she comes to know that herThe father is a characterless man who drinks and comes home with new girls every day.Aman: You have so much courage, now you will call your husband characterless.Narrator: Aman picks up the belt kept on the bed and starts beating Sejal brutally. Sejal's entire body was bruised, but Aman was not bothered by it even a bit. Then he heard his mother's screams. Hearing the sound, Sejal's 4 year old daughter Pinky comes. Pinky: (crying) Papa Papa, don't rub mom, she is getting wet, she is getting wet. Aman: She is not 2 feet tall and is telling me what to do. Narrator: Aman starts beating his wife as well as his 4 year old daughter Pinky with a belt. After beating for a long time, Aman goes away from there. Sejal: (crying) Pinky, my child, you are fine, you are not in much pain. Pinky: (crying) Mom, Mom, it is getting very wet, Papa has garlanded me a lot, Papa is not good. Sejal: (crying) No son, don't say like that, come with me, I will give you medicine…. Pinky: (crying) Mom, Mom, apply the medicine too, you are also feeling dizzy, aren't you? Sejal: (crying) No son, these medicines will heal the wounds of my body, but they will not heal the wounds of my heart, now I have become used to the pain. narrator: Sejal was from a poor family, due to which she could not bring dowry in her marriage, hence Sejal's mother-in-law and her husband always tortured her, the day Sejal gave birth to a daughter, her in-laws punished her. The atrocities of the parents increased further, but Sejal did these things without saying anything, only for her daughterKept tolerating.Aarohi: (Drunk) Aman darling, it seems you are a little relaxed, you have drank too much today. Aman: (Drunk) Aarohi baby, this intoxication is not of alcohol but of your intoxicating eyes, now quickly take me to my room. Sejal: Aman, who is this girl and why is she holding your hand? Aarohi: (Drunk) Aman darling who is this sister, you didn't tell me about her. Peace ; (Drunken) Aarohi Darling this is my poor wife, whom I told you about. Sejal; (Crying) Don't you feel ashamed? Your wife is waiting for you and you have returned home late at night in a drunken state with some girl. Hey, you should drown yourself in shame. (Nirjala while holding Sejal's hair): What did you say, my son should die, how dare you say this in front of me, I have ruined my son's life by getting him married to a poor girl like you, I had thought that if Dan has not brought dowry then at least she will give me a grandson, but youSo you didn't even give me the happiness of a grandchild. Now I can't tolerate you and your useless daughter in this house any more. Get out of my house with your daughter. Sejal: (crying) Maaji, what are you saying, where will I go with my daughter, I have no one except you guys, and just look outside, the cold season has started, I and my daughter are in this They will die in extreme cold in agony. Nirjala: You guys live or die, it doesn't matter to me, now get out of my house, now we don't have any more money, you two mothers thought to raise the daughters. Narrator: Nirjala pushes Sejal and her daughter Pinky out of the house in the cold weather. Sejal wraps her 4 year old daughter under the pallu of her saree and starts walking on the road while drinking tea. Pinky: (crying) Mummy Mummy, I am feeling very cold. Sejal: (crying) My child, what should I do, I don't even have any warm clothes, wait for a while, I will arrange to stay somewhere.