Published May 28, 2022
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The Story Of A Day Passed ((Chapter 2))

Published May 28, 2022
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Parani, who sang "Tapasa" on the active pill, made the autobiography of the tea drinker and the white man who did not know Tamil sympathize with him.  That's why those thirty rupees!  With the help of an electric light in front of the house, the children could not find the alum. 

 Betel, work, reason for not having a baby.  Everything poured anxiety into his mind.  He got down from the walk and went up to the corner of the alley to see if he could come.  In devotional religion, monotheistic thinking is wonderfully described. 

 It is enough if the mind is immersed in one thing.  As far as the kids are concerned, he is a serious thinker in this three-letter mantra of "money."  If he is the finance minister, can he give economic reasons for the budget to fall apart and boldly ask for parables?

To satisfy only the ambition of hope in the assurance that there would be no worries, he tied up writing a little of the "dead" stories and began writing these "Lipton teas and coffee cocoons."  Now it has become a long-term ideal, in the past, in the days of hope, when there was no paper famine to twist something thought. 

 Even if someone finds a friend, they will not leave him without talking to him for five minutes about their distant goal.  Looking back at Me Chand, the kingdom of Alamo was going on.  Murugadoss began, "What the heck! You or your slogan?"  The driver is sitting on the side of a rickshaw.  Alamu is sitting on a mattress jammed like a mouse. 

 It was as if there was a long conversation going on with the rickshaw puller!  "Yeti!" Said Murugadoss again.  '' No?  You call me Alamunnu now Vennie!  Brahma was trying to get out of the car saying, "Where is the match?"  Murugadoss said. "The shopkeeper will not drink.  Dad!  '' ''I just went to give straight home week!  What's here?  "" Listen to that Sami!  Please tell, what's the story of them big puppies. 

Take it home in a cart and make it to Monti immediately.  I have a sprained ankle.  The rickshaw puller continued, "You can see that symbol ..."  "Dad, he's only going to collect Pankaj! '' said Alamu. Pankajam is the waiting sub - registrar's child.  Do not let the children go in the rickshaw at night!  Come on down!  Murugadoss picked up the child and went to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper said, "Sami!  Build from this model?  Resolved in the last month!  Let me tell you - it was a scary place.  Knot the balance and start calculating!  Don't fc with me.  I'm here!  He spoke.  'I'm the one who came to survive.  Everyone is coming to Sekawa!  Minne will be behind.  Am I saying I will not give up?  "Come on Sami! That's one thing left! Rs. 2.5.4. When will it come?"  Come on, when will it come?  

Thank you... πŸŽ€

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lokeshbhandari821 5/29/22, 3:37 AM
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sapna.bhandari 6/29/22, 7:11 PM
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