Pooja la modala Bodugundu kathe Kannada Story

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Pooja 16 varsha vayassina South Indian hudugi, tanna appa-amma jotheyalli ondu chennagiro mane alli badhukuthale. Avalige monkaalashtu udda kudulu ide, adannu tanna appa - amma bahala preetisuttiddaru, aadare Pooja adarinda ibbandi anstittu. Prati dina, avalu ghantagaḷu kaala thale comb maadodu matte yenne haki achodu madthidlu, aadhare thale innu burden anstittu. Avalige tanna kuudulugalinda freedom bekagithu. Ondu dina, Pooja tanna thale cut madbeku antha decide maadidlu. Avalu kudlu chikkadagi maadodu ashte alla – purthi thale ne bodgundu madbeku antha ansitu. A chinthane avalige excitement kodidittu matte swalpa bhaya anisthitu.


Pooja avala plan na mundesaagalu sariyada samayakke kayuthidallu. Ondu sanje, thnna appa-amma horagade hodaga, avalu bathroom ge hogi door lock maadidalu. Avalu scissors, trimmer matte tanna appana shaving kit tegedu kondidalu. Tanna hrudaya kushi inda aduthithu. sankalpadinida jotheyalli, Pooja tanna udda kudlugalannu kathari inda cut maadidlu. Aamele trimmer ninda trim maadi kudlu chikkadagi maadidlu. Konege, shaving foam thale mele baledu thale na smooth aagi blade ninda shave maadidlu. A feeling bahala romanchana aayitu! Avalu nalli thanna bodugundu nodi ngididalu.

Poojala appa-amma manege bandaga, avalu nervousinda avare avala gundu thale na gamisli antha kaadalu. Avru hall ge bandaga, avara kannugalu surprise inda nodidaru. “Pooja, yene idu, yaake thale bodisikonde ... yelli oithu ninna udda kudulu?” tanna amma surprise inda kelidaru. Pooja tanna appa-amma kandu, avala gundu thale mele kayianna savaridalu. Tanna amma rani cute aagi nakkidalu, tanna appa smile maadi helidaru, “idanna nanu expect ee madirlilla magale!” Avru Pooja ge kelidaru, “Nange helu, neenu idhannu yeke maadide antha?” Pooja explain maadidlu, “Nange ee udda kudlugalinda ikkat anisithu ishta agilla adikke bodu madskombeku antha anstittu.”

Pooja la amma matte appa tanna hosa bodgundu look na accept maadidaru. Avaluna avaru thumba surprise inda nodidru. Avru avalu na thamashe inda kelidaru, “Ninage bodgundu madskondu santosha aayitha magale?” Avalu excitement inda “haa ” antha helidlu. Avru  avalna hug maadidaru, tanna amma helidaru, “Pooja, ninanna nodi garvaaithu, neenu tanna kudalannu bodisi gundu look na ishta patte alwa adikke.” A raathri, Pooja tanna appa-amma jotheyalli avara experience share maadidru, self-discovery bagge matadidru. Ee maathugalannu keldaga, Pooja tanna amma jotheyalli ondu chennagiro memorable experience padedalu.



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