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(Created page with "{{Heading|(13)}} {{Poem2Open}} Harshad and Nayna went to upper storey. Harshad moved his hand on forehead. Though it was not too hot. I may switch on the ceiling fan. She did it so. Opened the window. Then she sat in the chair. The sunlight through the window seemed to be on Harshad’s ears. On seeing it, Nayna stood to readjust window curtain. At that Harshad thought that Nayna seems to be quite caressing from now onwards. One’s mind owe all sorts of details and woul...") |
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