PRANKSTERS OF BHANJAPUR SASAN
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Ganeshwar sat down on his chair unaware that old Hamid was sitting on it drinking tea contentedly. Hamid fell down and over him fell Gangadhar. Vadas,samosas and jalebis were scattered on the floor. One of Hamid's legs slipped into a huge container of hot potato soup and he screamed fiercely because the soup was very hot.
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