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A cute little 6-year-old girl was sitting on the swing, which was in the balcony, gazing at the stars. At that moment a middle-aged man came there, sitting beside her he asked her with a smile across his face.

Man: Kya soch rahi hai meri doll yeha bethke ?

Girl: Nanu, mai na pomise karti hu mai kabhi bhi aapko chhodkar nhi jaungi.

Abhay: Arey ese kese chhodkar nhi jaungi ?  Ek din toh meri doll Jaanvi ko shaadi karke apne prince ke saath jana hoga na

Jaanvi: Nhi nanu, mai kabhi bhi nhi jaungi mummy papa ki tarah aur jaha jaungi aapko mele saath le jaungi

Abhay smiled at her while caressing her hair

Jaanvi: Aap bhi pomise kalo nanu ki aap bhi nhi jaoge mujhe chhodkar

Abhay: Promise kabhi bhi nhi jaunga tab tak jab tak tumhe kisi ache se hathon mein saup na doon

Jaanvi, being only a 6 year old, couldn't grasp Abhay's words' inner meaning so she just smiled at him and started star gazing while resting  her head on her nanu's  chest

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Samir Malhotra entered a room and saw 10-year-old Abhimaan crying profusely. Samir went towards him and hugged him and started consoling him. Abhimaan hugged him tightly while weeping and said

Abhimaan: Dadu, kyu karte hai woh log esa humesha ? Aap unko rokte kyu nhi ?

Samir: Puttar, agar sab mere hathon hota toh mai kabka rok deta

Abhimaan: Dadu, mai na promise karta hu ki mai kabhi bhi unlogon jesa behave nhi karunga. Kisise pyaar bhi nhi karunga shaadi bhi nhi, mai bas aapke pass hi rahunga

Samir: Haa puttar tu mere saath hi rehna jabtak tujhe koi sache dil se pyaar karne wali na mile

Abhimaan, who was busy in crying his heart out because all of the nuisance around him, didn't paid any heed to Samir's words.

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