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SAI COMPUTER TYPING INSTITUTE, GULABARA CHHINDWARA (M.P.) CPCT ADMISSION OPEN MOB. NO.9098909565 Director By Lucky Shrivatri

created Jan 19th 2023, 09:49 by lovelesh shrivatri


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Those days seemed very sad cumbersome unimpeachable and boredom. There seemed to be a blood grip on the neck of inner excitement. In an impotent rage he was simmering like milk on a light flame and slowly his euphoria was taking the form of steam.
When he opened the shop in the evening that day his eyes arose and saw that the glow of the board written by Paras Tent House was getting faded. When he entered inside his image spread all around. Felt like awning cane tarpaulin chairs skirting bed sheets crockery petromes stereo sound box cassettes fans generators all the electrical decorating items that have been drowned out tarnished and tired. Staring at her like He lit the light struck a cloth on the counter and fell on a chair.
All the line shops were open in the vicinity. The process of movement on the front road had started. His eyes began to look around at the shop servant Chagan. In a few moments a gallop like a horse clapped and gasps like a bellows and a fresh news was introduced which was a panacea to relieve his desperate mood. Paras Babu Gojar Singh was killed. Immediately Paras felt as if he was wandering in a dream of sleeplessness as he used to see Gojar murdered by himself sometimes by others. You are conscious Paras faith in the truth of this unpredictable Murad could not be established as many attempts to kill him had failed many times and many of his enemies had conceded defeat.
I have seen with my own eyes in a car he was going with Joga and Pestle when a car parked on the side started firing bullets the trio piled up there Chhagans statement was like wants to present that scene. Joga and Mausal were also together.
 

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