Sas Bahu ka zamana's video: Ramzan par Garib Bahu ki dawat hindi moral kahaniya

#रमजान_पर_गरीब_बहू_की_दावत_Ramzan_par_Garib_Bahu_ki_dawat_hindi_moral_kahaniya_हिंदी_कहानियां.! _garib_stories _bahoo_kahaniyan _bahoo_stories _kahaniyan_ _stories _kahaniya_stories _kahaniyan _stories _kahaniyan_stories _bahoo_ki_ladai _bahoo_moral_stories _bahoo_all_types_stories _sas_bahoo_ _sas_bahoo_kahaniyan _sas_bahoo_stories _Ghar_ki_kahani _aur_modern_bahu_ki_ladai _aur_morden_bahu _bhabhi_ki_nokjhonk _bhabhi_moral_stories _daughter_in_law_s_feast_on_Ramzan... Character name's... Husband: Imtiaz/28 Wife: Fatima/26 Mistress...40 Israel: Mohammed/40, Kabir/35, Zubeida/15, Salim/28, old woman/60 Fatima... there is not even a single grain of flour, now what should I make in the morning Sehri. Allah today was the first fast of Ramzan and I have to face so much trouble on the very first day. Narr... then her husband's voice comes from the room. Imtiaz...Fatima Fatima where are you? Fatima…I will come right away Narr....Fatima goes to Imtiaz from the kitchen Fatima...what happened, you called me Imtiaz... please take me to the bathroom. Narr.... Fatima takes her husband Imtiaz to the bathroom because Imtiaz was handicapped in one leg, one of his legs was damaged due to some accident, since then he had been sitting at home, the same poor Fatima in people's houses. She used to run her house by cleaning utensils. Imtiaz... You have fasted today but there is nothing at home to make Sehri. Fatima... No problem, if mistress gives me money today, I will bring it from her. Narr... Imtiaz starts crying after hearing this Imtiaz... What kind of days you have to face because of my disability. Fatima... don't say this, God is with us, he will definitely help us. Narr.... Saying this, Fatima goes to her mistress's house to work where she cleans the utensils and does the cleaning. Fatima...mistress all the work is done Mistress... ok ok you can go now Fatima.....Madam, today is the first Roza and there is not even a single grain in my house, please give me some money today. Mistress... Hey you want money every week, I don't have any money right now, go away. Fatima... but mistress Mistress... you said you don't have money right now Narr.... Hearing this, Fatima leaves from there, she becomes very sad and while walking on the way, she remembers God and says Fatima... Oh God, why have you made me so poor, I wish I had money, what will I make for Iftar tonight, I don't even have a penny, what kind of days I have to face due to such poverty. Narr.... After walking some distance, Fatima saw some very poor and destitute people who did not even have a roof over their heads and on top of that there were some injured people. Fatima... Oh God, so many people here and that too in this condition, Narr.... After looking carefully, Fatima understands that those people are Palestinians who have been thrown out of their homes. Fatima... These people are from Palestine, maybe they are being evicted from here and that is why they have become homeless or God I wish I could help them but I myself am not capable enough to help them. Narr.... Fatima returns home dejected. After the evening prayers, Fatima drinks water in the name of Iftari and she gives medicine to her husband and puts him to sleep, similarly her poor days are going on. And every day she sees the people of Palestine in very bad condition. One day some people were beating the people of Palestine and driving them away, one of them, while running, a girl falls near Fatima and she is in an injured condition. Fatima... Oh God, what is happening to you, you are hurt and bleeding too, wait, let me help you. Narr... Fatima tears a corner of her scarf and ties it on the girl's wounds. 12 years Zainab... Allah, you are watching what is happening with us, these rich people are not thinking about us poor people for their own benefit, we have not even eaten food for so many days. Fatima....Son, I can understand your problem, firstly, Ramzan is going on and on top of that, there are all these problems. Narr.... After helping Zainab, Fatima returns home and prays to God while offering namaz before the evening iftar. Fatima... Oh God, all I want from you is that you should enable me to help those poor people of Palestine. The condition of those poor people is getting worse day by day. The poor children there have been hungry for many days. or God help me Narr.... Fatima was praying to God with both her hands raised, when suddenly a light comes which falls on the courtyard outside her house. From inside that light comes out a goat which had a