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The Wedding

Anju was fascinated by the sight of Mrs Broota popping in one scrumptious laddu after another into her garishly painted mouth in quick succession. She then proceeded to mercilessly masticate down the poor little boondis, till they all but disappeared to make way for the next laddu. “I wonder why I’ve suddenly lost my appetite”, Anju murmured to herself as she tore her eyes away from Mrs Broota’s steady sequence. Placing the laddu, that she so longed to eat a […]

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