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The crazy Bunch I

I woke in the morning and saw my mother cleaning the house. I yawned and asked, “Who is coming now?”  I was feeling groggy, after a long time I was in the house where I grew up. “Your Dadu from Dadar is coming,” answered my mother.  I got up brushed my teeth quickly. We are… Continue reading The crazy Bunch I