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(Created page with "{{Heading|(3)}} {{Poem2Open}} Once Shanta Aunty was very seriously ill. A doctor came on scooter from the city and gave a prick. But her fever was not normal. Harshad sat on a stool very close to her cot. Samudi used to keep on forehead a piece of cloth soaked in cold water as ice is hardly available in rural area and she sat nearby. There was no light due to some repairs on gridpoles; and the doctor came in a great hurry by the evening time and in a fit of some hurry th...") |
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As soon as Harshad could recall at the back of his mind just as a bursting of a thorn on cactus – there used to be a question – what Nayna would ever take such a vow! | As soon as Harshad could recall at the back of his mind just as a bursting of a thorn on cactus – there used to be a question – what Nayna would ever take such a vow! | ||
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