Bocha, isn't the new post office
very good? Yes, Bhonda. Come on, finish the work quickly.
- Okay. Bhonda, I'll stamp the letters
as quickly as possible. Bhonda, you've a customer. O god! I'm finished. What's this? Handa,
why did you jump on me all of a sudden? Don't you've any sense?
- No. Bhonda, you've become like this after
working hard here at the post office. I'll get the post box near you. Here you go. Handa, pick it up. I'll put in some letters
in the letter box. I'm suffocating. Re
move it from my face. Stop doing this. Now I'll act as the post-master. Do you want postage stamps?
- No. I don't have money. Don't worry, Bhonda. I'll give you stamps free of cots. No. No. This is not right. This is not right.
Let me warn you. Hey! Hey! What are you doing, Handa? Stop doing this. Stop it. Bhonda, the stamp marks
will take you abroad... ...and again send you back. O god! I hope you won't complain uncle. Let me clean my face first
and then I'll teach you a lesson. What about t
he competition
you participated in? Nothing special. I won the third prize. Great! That's good news. You're very lucky. When will you get the cheque?
Did they tell you? They said that I'll get the cheque
by post tomorrow morning. Let's see. Oh! It means uncle will get
a cheque tomorrow morning. I've got a great idea. I'll drop the letter
in the letter box now. What's that letter
you're posting, Bhonda? You ruined everything
at the post office yesterday. You physically abused me. I've writ
ten the details to uncle. What are you saying, Bhonda? Give me the letter right now. How can I give it to you now? I've already dropped it
in the letter box. Take it from uncle
when it's delivered tomorrow morning. There's no other option now. He's right. If uncle finds out about my mischief
he'll beat me black and blue. Yes, Handa. You're trapped now. Now you'll learn a lesson
for teasing me. This seems to be Bhonda's letter. I'll hide it before uncle gets it. I must do something about it.
What are you doing here? No... I mean... I was... Okay. Listen to me.
Is there any letter for me? Letter? No, there's no letter... no... The letter has still not arrived. Hey!
What are you hiding behind your back? No... I mean...
I'm speaking the truth, uncle. There's nothing in my hands. There was some rubbish here which I... Rubbish and here? No... no... show me. Show it to me. Show it to me. What's this? This is a cheque. It's my cheque. How dare you tear my cheque?
- No... no. Uncle, I m
ean...
Run! Let me run. I don't know how long will it take
to get the cheque again. Scoundrel! Wait. I say, wait. No. No. I'm speaking the truth. I know nothing about the cheque. Bocha, it was a fake letter. You can see what Handa did out of fear. Let's make a new post office. Handa will never dare to come there.
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