विशाल जादुई सोने का मुर्गी घर।Vishal jaadui sone ka murgi ghr।magical gold hen moral story in Hindi

#Vishal_jaadui_sone_ka_murgi_ghr#magical_gold_hen_moral_story_in_Hindi ((Great magical golden hen house)) Narr..... there lived a girl named Anita in Dinapur village.... Anita's parents had died... Anita....((Crying)) Oh God, why did you snatch my parents from me....now with whom will I be supporting..... Narr....Next day Anita looks for work in the houses in the village.... Anita... I've been wandering since morning and can't find work anywhere. Narr....then Anita goes to an egg shop Anita...((from the shopkeeper)) Uncle ji, keep me at your shop...I will sell your eggs at the shops... Dukan wala.....((Laughter))Hey daughter you are too young you can't sell these eggs...you do this by collecting eggs from my chicken farm... Narr..Anita becomes happy...and from next day on hen farm starts collecting eggs...she was living well with that...one day Dukan wala.... Hey Anita, what happened in the leg of this chicken... it seems that it has got some disease... give it to Wasim's shop or else it will make other chicken sick too.... Anita.... but he will cut and sell this chicken.. Dukan wala... yes it is right... now this chicken has no work here... Anita... Uncle, you give me this chicken. Dukan wala..... Hey what will you do with this sick chicken.... Anita.... you give me this chicken, don't you... Narr...On Anita's insistence, the shopkeeper gives her the chicken...and Anita brings the chicken home... Anita.... ((from the hen)) Come let me apply turmeric on your injury. Narr....Anita applies turmeric on his injury...but his injury doesn't heal...and day by day his condition starts getting worse... Anita... I don't even have enough money to get it treated.. I go to Dhaniram uncle... I borrow some money from him. Narr...Anita asks Dhaniram for money... Dhaniram...((Mind in your mind)) Why should I get this house done in my own name...there is no one behind it even before...O girl, I will give money...But you have to give me the papers of your house. Will be... Narr....poo