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I’m proud of my country….

It’s loved by all and sundry.

I’m fond of her beauty,

Adorned with grass, leaves, soil softy

Want to follow a generous role,

Never hesitate to reach my goal.

Natural scene is so pretty….

Of sultry climate, winter bity.

Vegetation is well rich really.

Replete with food product fully.

May it flourish and thrive lofty.

Agriculture, industry both hefty.

Kinkar and Bhayankar two carpenters were next door neighbours. Among them Kinkar was very care free about his carpentry. Within one night he comfortably used to complete his work and next morning he used to deliver his order to his client. Whether it’s a wooden almirah or it’s a delicate wooden door-pane, it’s window pane. Hence he used to get huge orders. While Kinkar had been gaining thus Bhayankar made no profit. Bhayankar all the night used to manufacture his order but could never complete it. Even if it’s a trifle small cooking tool Bhayankar was never capable to deliver regular.

One night Bhayankar after his dinner came to Kinkar’s home and surreptitiously peeped through the window and had seen that Kinkar after finishing his dinner came to a brand new saw and called him,…’Louka Raj, tonight you will make a cot and four chairs and a dinning table. Tomorrow in morning orders will be delivered. As the dialogue had ended the saw within a split second had completed making one chair just before Bhayankar ‘s blink.

After watching it Bhayankar kept awakened whole night.He was just thinking about the magic power of the saw. Slowly that carpenter got allured at it and had decided to steal the saw and to bring it home. Because Bhayankar also like Kinkar would comfortably sleep at night and next morning he would deliver all the orders to his clients and would earn a lump sum of money. It was Bhayankar ‘s dream.

Next day at dead of night when the saw had completed manufacturing work Bhayankar had just sneaked into the room to pick it up stealthily.

Next morning Bhayankar had forcibly taken five orders from his clients in spite of their no trust on Bhayankar. Any way the carpenter had successfully asked the saw to make the orders but he didn’t know how to stop the saw because he had totally forgotten to take the name of the magic saw.

So unfortunately the Louka Raj couldn’t stop it’s work rather continued to chop all the wooden

articles in that room into small pieces. When Louka Raj had completed chopping work of that room it had rushed towards another room where Bhayankar had been sleeping but chopping sound had made the carpenter wokenup. When Bhayankar had noted all the menaces he had started requesting Louka Raj,” Dada, stop doing so.I don’t need you to do anything more.” The magic saw knew no humen language but only It’s own name what Bhayankar had forgotten. When Louka Raj had it’s chopping work it had started mincing them.

Now Bhayankar had started weaping to tell Louka,”For heaven’s sake Dada, I’ll touch your feet, I’ll fetch up your feet, if you like I can adore you all the life.” But the innocent tool understood nothing and after having finished it’s mincing and dusting work the eccentric saw had started running breathlessly towards the neighbouring next door house. Hence forth, Bhayankar had started screaming loudly. So the news had got circulated all around the locality. In the meantime Kinkar also had come to know about his magic saw having been stolen. Naturally that fellow also came forward to help Bhayankar and just for once he had called,” Louka Raj…” That’s it, the eccentric saw had stopped doing mischief.