Sanskaar comes at Swara's house with his mother Sujata. Swara gets happy seeing him and takes him to her room.
Sw: Sankiiiii, I am so so happy that you came
She said and hugged him. He hugged her back.
Sn: I m also happy but not so much as I have a desire to view your beautiful face, I want to make a sketch of you, there's a competition actually, the one who wins gets 2 lacs, in that much money I will get back my eyes.
Sw: really? Happy for you but..
Sn: but what Swara?
Sw: how will you make a sketch?
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R: if it is so then don't you think I should also take part?
Sw: of course, why not? But how will you..?
R: I can and I will.
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R: Laksh I want to make a sketch of you, I will get back my eyes if I take part in this.
L: yeah sure, why not? I will help you.
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'And the prize goes to....'
To be continued
