I was sleeping, the tik tik tik tik sound of the clock was permeating the whole room, now the month of February was going on, so the wave of pink cold was going on. When it was winter, no one wanted to get up from their bed. The same condition was of Mr. But his phone was ringing again and again. He picked up the phone without looking and said that if I don't call this time, I will get the ticket canceled. Her friend had lived in front of her, all her friends had come, except Mr. She was calling again and again and asking when she would come. He had made more than fifty calls, and the same thing seemed irritating to Madam. Jiya said, Jiya – Till when will you keep calling till you reach Jaipur, till when will the samji bol come.
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