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Vanity

Omane (pet name) .... the call of Lakshmi, who is breaking pieces .

The curry for lunch is being prepared. She understood that the seeds of jackfruit and mango were the stars of the day.

A blurred dress, long tangled hair, and a marginally runny nose, Sitakutty with a white, thin executioner. five or six years of age. He went there and inquired as to why Lakshmi called him.

Aren't you a decent girl, in the event that you put the skin of this seed in the broiler, you will get a ton of gold.

"What about that, Lakshmi? Will we get gold, assuming we put these seeds in the stove?"

"it is that way. presently proceed to place this in the stove. Kunji loosened up his hand. She folded the skin. she put it in the stove in the kitchen. Looked for some time. Will I get any gold? regardless of whether it is for some time. Shouldn't this be scorched?

Her look moved to different chimneys. Heat up the rice in a huge bowl. You can drink porridge whenever it's cooked, with a delicate mango pickle, oh tasty. 

Regardless of how large the stick is, it won't be sufficient. Does everybody have that much stomach? Saying that it's not enough is troublesome.

Thinking like this individually, he checked the chimney out. The entire skin is singed. Presently, a goddess will rise up out of the chimney with a hoop. In the future, I will say that a neckband is sufficient.

In the event that you put some more skin on, will I get a neckband? In the future, I will request that Lakshmi give me some more skin. so that will have both a neckband and hoops. There is a red Jimiki for Savu, who is in the other house. How fortunate I will be to get one like that.

Time passed by thinking individually. He glanced back at the oven. Not so much as a grain of gold. Simply cinders. By then, the puja was finished and my mom came to heat up the rice. "Mother, might I at any point get gold? Gold?" asked mother.

"That's what Lakshmi said, assuming you put seed skin in the stove, you will get gold!". "Gracious, my young lady, you accepted everything; that was completely said to make you a bonehead." God himself needs to ponder giving. I can't see an exit plan; taking care of the kid's stomach is sufficient. "Disappear, I will call you once this rice soup has bubbled," 

She went. She pondered internally. I won't address Lakshmi. Tacky consistently, express individually.

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