JPS Trainers – Script of A Strange Agreement – audio story

Answers - Day – 58 – Evening Exercise

Once in a village a man named Haribabu reached , who was appointed as a post master in the
village post office. When he reached the post office there was a loud sound of hens and
roosters.

‘O’ my goodness! Have I come to a wrong place? Where is my junior staff?’

He went to the backside of the post office where the office clerks were working out in the
sun.

He asked his post man ‘I’m your postmaster. I’ve come to join my duties. But what on earth is
this?’

‘Sir, the post office is being used as a poultry farm by the powerful man of the village.’

‘This is ridiculous! I must do something to stop this.’

‘Sir, I’ve been here for many years. Let it go on like this.’

‘But why?’

‘Sir, this poultry farm belongs to a village wrestler Sher Singh. He is really a cruel and unjust
man. Beware of him. I tell you one thing. Last time the previous post master tried to clear
this place. He was beaten bitterly that the poor fellow left the village the very next day.’

‘Is it?’

‘Take my advice, stay out of his way. You could get hurt’

That evening when Haribabu was going through the village market, he heard..

‘Look out! Sher Singh is coming.’

‘O’ my God! Get aside’ children ran away. Adults fell silent in fear.

‘So he is sher Singh! I’m going to do something about him.’ He turned to an old man.

‘Respected Sir! Sher Singh looks very strong. Is there any weakness of him?’

‘Yes, he has two weaknesses. One is money and the other is his moustaches. When it comes to
his moustaches, he becomes a child with a precious toy’

‘O’ I see! I’ll also grow moustaches like him’

News spread like a fire in the forest. And here comes Sher Singh to him.

‘So you want to grow the moustaches lime mine..Ha…Ha..Ha..Ha..’

‘Please come in, sit comfortably. And let me know the secret of your fine moustaches.’

‘Oh! Why not? I’ve got an admirer today.’

‘O’ my God! Will it take so long?’

‘Yes Haribabu.’

‘I’m going to give up my plan.’

‘Why are you disappointed? You may come and look at mine.’

‘Sher Singh, May I purchase your moustaches?

‘What! How dare you say that?’ do you think I’m going cut off my moustaches for you?’

‘Calm down sir, calm down. I didn’t mean it. You need not cut off them. It’ll only belong to
me. I’ll pay you Rs.500 per month for these’

‘What! You will pay me Rs.500 per month. Hun….Ok, give me Rs.500’

Haribabu drew out a paper. He had come prepared for this.

‘Sign this agreement.’

‘What’s this?’

‘Simply it says that from this day, Sher Singh’s moustaches belong to post master Haribabu.
He handles them as his wishes.’

‘Ok I’m going to have Rs.500 per month. Fine, I sign it.’

‘Here is your money.’

‘Thank you’

Next day early morning , there was a long knock at Sher Singh’s door.

‘Good morning sher singh! ‘

‘What’s now?’

‘I’ve come to oil and comb my moustaches’

‘But it’s too early. I only wake up at 9’

‘But you know, by then I’m in the post office. That’s why I have come earlier. Haribabu
started oiling moustaches.

‘Oh! Go easy, you are pulling them so hard. For God’s sake take it easy.’ Haribabu began
oiling and combing four times a day. Early in the morning, before lunch, in the evening and
late at night. A time came, The very moment he saw Haribabu the strong wrestler Sher Singh
actually began to shiver.

‘Oh my God! It’s Haribabu again! Today is Rakhi festival. Every year I win the wrestling
championship held in the village. I won’t allow him much time today’

‘Mr.Sher Singh, today is Rakhi festival, come sit near me so that I should start my usual work.
Doesn’t it look like extra fine today. Today is a special day, So I’ll give your moustaches a
special finishing touch.’

‘Ribbons in your hand? No, please don’t’ do it to me.’

‘But Sher Singh it must be done. If you don’t agree I shall have to take the matter to court.
It’s better, you let me do my job.’

‘All right, do as you wish.’ When Sher Singh reached the championship spot, everyone there
was laughing at him. ‘Ha..ha..Ha..

‘Stop it I say’

‘Ha…Ha..Ha…’

‘Nobody is afraid of you now’

‘I will see you all’

‘Ha…Ha..Ha…’ Wrestling Started but the ribbons had broken his will. Suddenly he fell down
to the ground and lost the battle.

‘Sher Singh lost the match.Ha..ha..ha shame on you Sher Singh’

late at night on that day Haribabu came to Sher Singh.

‘I’ve come to remove the ribbons today. I’ve brought a special oil to rub your moustaches
with petrol and greese.

‘Oh no, please don’t do it’

‘You don’t know the benefit of petrol. It will work like vitamins for moustaches. Now, sit still’

Haribabu massaged hard to the moustaches.

‘haye! Haye!’

‘And now I’m going to set fire to my moustaches. Because I don’t need it anymore’

‘Help….help’ He started running for his life. Soon there was a huge crowd.

‘Please don’t do it to me. You want to burn my moustaches. I beg your pardon. Please spare
me. You may take your money back’
‘These are my moustaches. I feel like burning them’

‘Haribabu, I’ll do anything you want me to do. I’ll be your slave for life. But please don’t
humiliate me any more.

‘All right, if you say so, I’ll forgive you Sher Singh. Did you say you will do what I say?

‘Yes, sir, I’ll do what you say.’

‘Well, get your hens out of post office and make it neat and clean’

‘I’ll do it sir’

‘Do it right now’

Sher Singh took out all of his hens and cleaned the space.

‘Now please, will you allow me to buy my moustaches back? Please take your Rs.500. I won’t
trouble you anymore’

‘Ok. I will sell my moustaches and get my money back’

‘thank you Haribabu’

Ha…Haa..Ha.

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