Birthday cum wedding anniversay

Cooked my supper of black grapes and rice
Git my urdu magazine
Postman was ushered by pradep my brother whose son  turned a year older on his birthday today was wished by postman
.i dint  give limca but two bananas which he said will take in the cycle  basket fir ge gad no space  in tummy he was full
Work in the yard was  tiday in the sun and clear sky  possible
The man from whom i  bouggt  baloons was passing by was a tamil 

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