The bus stopped at the bus stand of Mansarovar village and Shreyansh got down from it, got down and started looking here and there, when a person came near him and asked.... Yes! I am Shreyansh and you! Shreyansh asked that person….. I am Shambhu. Well… well…. Did the news reach the chief sir that I am coming? Shreyansh asked. Yes! There are many of his acquaintances in the city, so the principal of your college had conveyed the news to them, Shambhu said. It was great then, Shreyansh said. So you have come here to paint, said Shambhu. How do you know?, Shreyansh asked. Mukhiji was saying, Shambhu said. Oh….Principal sir had told that Mukhiya ji seems to be his distant brother-in-law, you can make a picture of the old palace in his village for the competition, so I came here to make a picture, said Shreyansh. You did very well but... Shambhu stopped saying. But...but what? Shreyansh asked. Nothing... later I'll tell you that the chief's house has come, Shambhu said.
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