Grandma's Stories--675--Junk Trader !!

Junk Trader ---

Ramlu was a Junk Trader{Kabadi} was living in a town in India.Going to collect the junk from houses by paying money,bringing the Junk to his own Junk Yard,do the sorting ,and then sell it again to the people who require.It was his routine,early in the morning any body could heard him”juna Purana Kabaad De do”{Bring your old and torn broken things} in a typical attractive voice.In the afternoon he used to be in his Junk Yard for sorting.Actually his work was hard but he did not have any assistant.

On that afternoon he was
doing his sorting work he picked up a green bottle,it was closed by a cork, tightly.Ramalu tried hard to open it.And last he got success.But Oh ! What was that ? Suddenly a huge sound occurred and a Tiny Mini Man jumped out of it ,he said,I am Jack”Thank You very much you set me free ,Tell me how can I help you ?”

Ramalu at first got scared of him then found him friendly and said,”I am alone in this world,I was orphan and I don’t know who my parents were,I was brought up on my own ,I struggle a lot in my young age,for my bread and butter.I am now above 40 and don’t want to get married.But of course I want a good friend ,with whom I could talk and share my good and bad day to day experiences.

Jack said,”I am also an Orphan and I was bringing up in a Church’s Orphanage ,but because I am very short,all the class mates used to laugh at me.I felt humiliated ,I wanted to get rid of it.I came to know that one “Tantrik “living outskirt of the town can help me ,I went to him but he wanted to take advantage by using me for his own greed,for that he used his magic,and closed me in that bottle.By mistake one of his disciples gave this bottle to you I was trapped here for two long years,now I am 20 years old.He said,”Can I live with You ?”Ramalu Smiled ,he said ,” Yes ,I would like to have a friend like you !