Mera nam Vikas hai. Mere ghar mein Mummy, Papa, Bhaiya aur meri Didi hai. Mummy, papa ristedaar ke waha gaye huye the aur aapne dost ke waha.Didi ne mere liye nashta banaya aur kaha mein market jaa rahi hu ghar mein sabzi nahi hai me ek gante mein ajaongi.Par mujhe didi ke baato par bharosa nahi tha mein bhi thodi der baad uske piche piche chala gaya usne pink colour ki dress pehni thi aur white color ka pajama.
Market kuch 20 mins ke walking distance pe tha didi ke piche piche mein bhi chal raha tha achanak se hamara night duty wala watchman didi ko mila wo bike pe tha usne didi ko dekha to bike rokh di didi ne kaha ''Are Hemant chacha aap yaa pe "toh watchman bola haa mein yeh pass wale gali mein hi rahta hun mein chupke unko dekh raha tha par kya baat kar rahe hai wo samaj mein nahi araha tha.
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