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Missing You..... [Dadaji]
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Dadaji refused them all saying -
"Neither I'm going to take my steps back nor I'll allow anyone to cut the Tree down".
He said- "Pipal, the tree you are assuming as haunted, do you know? Lord Vishnu himself lives in it. How can it be haunted ? And the reason you are saying , that weird sound in night time, is because- Parrots have a disposition of changing their side synchronously at the same time while sleeping. This makes those weird noises in middle of the night."
But people were not in mood to change their minds. Amidst all protests Dadaji ordered constructor to move on, so did he. Dadaji started staying there at nights, from the day, four walls stood a few inches high. After that, gradually the Ghosts vanished from there for ever. And Dadaji started gaining fame with his Hard work and Dedication towards his Job.
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