Poor Man's Son Is Collector

Manju used to do the work of the house. His mistress was very arrogant even after the work of the house, she would say that my son would reach the top.

No, I do not have the time. My son is waiting for me at home, he has to feed some and send it to me. I will come at five o'clock in the morning.

The mistress says my son has time for you. It is not for my son. The son of the Malkin falls in the biggest city of the city.

When Manjoo left the mistress of her child, her eyes became dull, she thought that even my son would have had it here. At that time, Manju's son was putting half-hearted books in his torn bag. After wearing his torn socks, he got out of the house for hungry stomachs.

He came home cleaned up and cleaned his house and kept his food for his son. He was stunned by the mind.

My child is hungry when he comes home and he will eat and he will go back to work. At night, Manju's son used to spend the entire day in the light of the lantern, and then went to the high school and then reached the college.

Manju's son became the collector of the most successful car, he succeeded. As soon as the mother came out from work, first she did not want to work with her mother.

Manju said at least, Manu reached the house of the mistress. Manju said, "I will not come to work from tomorrow."