Heavens , phuphi was so greedy, she was trying her best to win but all her arguments were futile, it was her right, najma caught the point precisely, you too follow her foot steps though she ought not to have done it, gradually that friendship came to an end, each and every resident became silent terrir stricken, tge season to grind red pepper never returned, pickled chickpea and wild fruit were wasted, oratory and poetic competitors turned speechless
Magazines that were brought from trash pickers in piles and sacks . ! She would sort them out neatly in dust ,, now all was merely a dream of the past, this time when he reached the haveli all loaded with Magazines he was sent back
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