Prologue

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It was late at night and still was raining.The droplets falling from the sky which was touching the windows of her room made her sleep flew away.The lights were off but she can hear the sound.She was not in a mood to sleep.But what to do?She slowly started calling her papa who was sleeping beside her.

B :(whispering)Papa papa

P :(sleepy) Hmm?

B :(whispering)wake up papa

P :(sleepy) kya hai baby?

B :papa tell me a story plzzz

P :😴😴

B : PAPA

P :(startled) hmm

M:Baby chupchap so jaao aur papa ko thang math karo

Said her momma who was sleeping on her right side.

(Silence)🤐🤐🤐

B :(whispering)Papa

P : hmm?

B :story?

P :but your momma...

B :oh papa aapko kaha se mili easi gussewali momma?😤

He chuckled silently 🤭

P :Ok I'll tell you a story

B :Yeey!

P : shh.. 🤫momma ko math jagao

B : ok ok tell me the story.

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