He Came With A Flute
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Ever since pravi was a child,she whispered all her pain,happiness,life moments to a krishna box that she made with love and devotion.It had a krishna,a miniature flute,and a peacock feather.She loved krishna as her beloved and shared everything to him.She was a school student if class 9 who prepared for jee rank 1 and was too determined.She always waited to see him in real but krishna never responded,she was the only one who was talking.Until one day,she finds a guy in her school who took a new admission in her class.And later finds out that he is her krishna.
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