Blue 'royal (ninety stories) # esteem

Blue 'royal (ninety stories)

Shanki lost his weight in the market; Shankari, Pandit of Ghunda, took out a stick on the rolled robe. You used to sit in a panoramic shade for 'swinging'. His third son, Kishna, who was studying in class XII, came to mourn weeping school - "Mother Dasi ........ blue royalty. Groo drowned in the medicine ... he killed, saw master other copies .... then slapped him. "

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The numbness of the swirling nail mother on the khhas was counted. The mouths of the darkened food of the darkness started refusing to pass through in the afternoon, even with water snacks. Saujal eyes started to look naked and barefooted. ... make a note of the granularity of the grains and take it out of the blue ....... "The rest of the shankari became tainted in the union.

The stretch of the feet stretched to the teenage road. Twenty-one-feet long wind, talking to a beek car, broke the stopping stoppage of a broken car and got scorched. Like football, the boy stuck on the nape and became unconscious. The runners picked up the boy and took him to the dispensary. Shrinked blood from the teeth of a grinding stone on a wooden bench lying on a wooden pedestal, Shankari raised the khaki cloth and saw that injuries on the ground were much blue than the color of the blue color - the blue 'like the royal'.

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