Wednesday Afternoon: Get on the stool, Sajnawa

A noble enthusiast's dream of climbing a mountain remains unfulfilled, so finally he climbs on a stool at home and cleans the fan to convince himself. You cannot bring a stool from home to climb Everest. I don't believe in mountain climbing, because it doesn't have lift facilities like our flats. So I have been to the top of Mount Everest. On the flight from Nepal to China, the air hostess announced that you will see Mount Everest on your left. (Two or three Chinese were starting to look up in the sky!) Meaning, I have climbed Everest higher than Tenzing and Hillary. But I am not hungry for publicity like those people, so even you know now. Climbing Everest and climbing on a stool to clean the fan at home is more difficult than climbing a mountain with bare feet. You cannot take the school with you to climb the mountain. However, which of the two climbs is difficult and bone-shattering, only those who have climbed both will know! We still have the entire Himalayas covered in dust, yet I have not climbed anywhere but Big Ambaji's Gabbar and that too in a trolley! I still don't like it, but the fans in the house are cleaned by me as if I made the fans dusty. We can still clean the fans, but it is not fair to climb on the stool to do that effort. I don't mind if Haki climbs because, after hard work, he has made his body like a mattress. It has the advantage that, in case, if it falls, its body bounces in the air like a rubber ball! Once a horse (mule) was hired for the right to go to Vaishnodevi, but over such a small matter the horse's relationship with its owner deteriorated and it is heard that the horse never returned to duty. Stools are generally used to remove bins from high kitchen counters. Sometimes the raised stool protects our head and chest after Lord Shankar, first (if rising from us) when the wife rushes to hit him. At the time of such an attack, be careful that the stool picked up for self-defense does not wander to the wife's side becoming a killer! The Constitution of India allows the stool to be used only for self-defence, not for hitting with a fist! Stool is used for protection, not aggression! However, if a stool picked up by an over-aggressive wife, Kare Narayan, strays into her lap, saying 'sorry…sorry' eight times does not make our heads explode with the same stool. For this reason, the use of stools in home remedies is not considered practical. The fans on the ceiling only fill their stomachs with flying dust, so they have to climb on stools to bathe. Normally, the help of wife or servant is taken for this climb. In this way, the servant has to be put on a stool, but if he falls and breaks his bones, he will be in bed for six months! We have to pay the money for the treatment and it does not come back for eight months. Better to break our own bones! Here the comic arises that when Gordhan is sitting on the stool, the wife with both hands on her waist, as if standing down to protect him keeps giving advice, 'A jo jo jara…be careful even below.. ..the stool moves—leans to one side.' Despite advocating for Dustji, Ba is not angry about it! Here's a word of warning, don't rely on the wife standing below to save you after getting on the stool. It won't catch you if you slip and fall. Of course, if you are lucky and fall directly on the stool after it has moved, it is said that God has protected you. Because of his Hercules-like body, he is about to stand up after shaking the dust from his shoulder, but in order to maintain prudence in the house, after falling on him, our 'sorry….didn't it happen?' Speaking is absolutely necessary. Don't expect Gordhan friends, that he will ask you, 'Nath, you are not Tichana, are you?' Fluttering fluttering, one can imagine, what, instead of us, it is mounted on a stool? Isn't the right to promotion annoying? All the work of labor should be done by the rich, why keep such a gap? 'I do, I do, the same ignorance…?' In this day and age, many masculinist gords take away the right to get on the stool themselves and don't let the wifos up. The wife of such a proud Gordha can stay down and never make progress, she climbs on the stool herself every time with such lust. Look at the bullying of men! Yes. This is not about my courage. One fine morning 'For a change…' Hucky got on the stool. I had to work so hard to carry a bag of cement on the upper bunk of the train. I was asked to bring the blinds from the inner room. Unfortunately, I soon forgot about that. I was sleepy so I went to my room and woke up. The room was airtight because of the AC, so I didn't hear her 'bhamm'. The subsequent course of events is not worth mentioning here. Not in it, my face is saved! Sixer – wow bhabhi…got a new car? – Oh. When I took it in the morning, it was new!

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