Yaha Gadi Thodi Dhime Se Lena

Yaha Gadi Thodi Dhime Se Lena

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It's a story about an incident that I came across. My father had a life full of struggle and I can literally write a whole book over it, but for now this is just about an incident that occurred while commuting with him. I have written in English but the words are Hindi as I prefer to keep the essence of the story alive along with providing the reader's an ease to read the story. That's the very first story that I am publishing on any online platform. That isn't the first story I wrote but this makes me feel a lot positive about the message and the lineup of the content. Hope the reader's like it and feel the connect that I am trying to persuade. So let's begin with it... please feel free to connect and share your reviews and if you do like it share as much as possible. Thank you Your's own #asmanjas
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