"STORY"
Durgapad is a very patient man. He knows, great officers, big doctors, big lawyers have to be patient. The bigger it gets, the bigger it gets.
After crossing the fortified road, went to the opposite water shop and asked for lemonade. Thirst is getting long. Okayababu's housekeeper must have asked for water, but how scared and ashamed he was.
Shopkeeper old man His shop is not like that. Shop for the small, poor. There is bidi, Pilapati Kalapati Chamanbahar charm will be given urgently, keep capstan gold flake chao tau reserves, low cost cold drinks are to be kept, but if there is more bayanakka you will have to visit another shop.
The old man opens his red box and takes out a handful of cold bottles of ice and hands it to him and says, "When is it cold?
Other badasses say - huh.
The odor of lazenchus was soaked in the cold, misty swampy water that the chest was soaked. He can't eat it by dragging it with a paper tube. Churuk - Churuk is not his choice. If you do not kneel or swallow it, you do not get satisfied.
The water is in the opposite direction of the house. No lawyer is yet to come.
There are some things that only doctors or officers know, and nobody knows. The problem is there. He has not been prosecuted or prosecuted in a short time. Lawyer has already said clearly - what can be prevented if someone wants to break the marriage? I can hang on for some time. And if you want, I can make a good masharura. He arranged for the child to get married for the second time.
But Durgaupad does not like her son-in-law very much. The man is mildly polite, courteous, kind in cost. Rather, his daughter is Lakshmi Tatton. The marriage is lit up. Years after marriage, two go-and-go father's house has come to Khadima. Didn't come to pick it up. In lieu of Jamai, a lawyer's letter came from Jamai's party earlier in the day. Jamai is bringing a divorce case.
His daughter Lakshmi has no discrimination in it. Opening the registry envelope, the letter fell sharply, leaving the porch on the porch and spreading the legs with a lid. Digged at the feet of the courtyard in the courtyard, kicking it like a kite flying in the air. Sitting in the fortified courtyard, a broken mittsheff was occupied. It was a bit late to understand the letter written in English, but finally understood and the head was forced to shake.
Jamabaji who knows that the man is not too bad, he looked at the girl with a hard look. But these look-alikes are no longer working lately. Never used to be
- What's the matter, you hear? Hooker's heart is dirty.
Lakshmi said in a silly neck to look for lice in the light of the hair that came up in a fine chiruni.
Durgapad understood that masculinity would not work. The throat softened and said - husband and wife are quarrelsome, he is as true as day and night. Why the lawyer's letter? What happened to you?
Lakshmi's mother was at home. Pumpkin equal to the girl. From there, he raised his throat and begged - who gave the lawyer's letter again?
New. Leaving the hall is terribly difficult.
Right?
-Who else is new?
Lakshmi's mother is a bit rough. Farsa looks like a golgol idol. Big eyes may want to freeze blood. The life of the Durgapadara was heavy in front of this eye.
