It is a fiction about a lawyer named JK. He had a dream to chase. He was born in a conservative family and aspired to be a lawyer. He fought with his Papaji and seek permission. He joins a law college and then he falls in love with Pinky. A Punja...
Harry was back with little presents. They all actually wanted to enjoy more with games and music. Time became a constraint and it was almost ten. Little ones munched on tit bit snacks, but the elders were hungry.
Dr Sammy announced the cake cutting and the cat cake which was really cute was set on the table. It was strawberry flavor and Ann too loved this fruit cake like JK.
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Tiara, Kiara, Leora, Snowy and Ann sorrounded the cake. JK and Pinky stood hand in hand. Sudhi stood next to JK and Mary leaned on Sudhi's shoulder. Harry stood shoulder to shoulder with Sammy and both the handsome guys in one voice sang :
Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday to you May Good God Bless you May Good God Bless you Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday to you...
Ann took the knife but she was confused. She needed help.
She screamed : I need some one to to to help me cut MA My Catty.... Cutu Cutas Cakee.....
Dr Sammy : Calling your Mama?
But she was not seen.
Harry: I will make small paper chits and whose name is called that person will help you to cut the cake.
With in next five minutes the chits were ready....
Dr Sammy : Ann personally whom do you like to help you?
Ann: I like Babu, Mama and you Dr Uncle.
Pinky : Not me... I am an Angel...
Snowy: Not me I am your best sister?
Ann was looking at JK and Sammy.All giggled and Harry took out the chit and announced the name. It was none other than JK. He jumped with excitement and went near Ann.... He waved with both his hands looking at the small crowd around him as any politicians or film stars greet their fans.
Sudhi: Election mein kadha hein Kya (Are you a leader contesting Election.)
JK was embarrassed and he wanted to give some back answer but Ann lovingly held his hands. They both looked at the cake and did not feel like cutting the head of the cat.
Ann: Will she die, if we cut her head?
JK : No, she won't... We will eat her and her kitty will live in all our tummies. He was drooling to munch on that cake and hunger pangs were bothering him.
Ann: yeah but you don't go to London ... OK after eating the cake and tell everybody not to go... We want to save the kitty.
JK : London? Yes not to America, Africa and Europe. We are not going anywhere. You please cut the cake.
Ann: You don't go to London everyday? I go every morning and whenever there is a need.
JK : Hay Ram! London ki hein? Where is your London?
