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Yesterday, after quite a long gap, an acquaintance decided to look up his friends, relatives and ex-teachers in Dadar, where he was born and brought up.
He went over to the house of an old school teacher, all of 95 years young.
She lambasted him straight away.
”Oh, so you have finally found the time to meet me,” she said. “The last time you were here was in 2003. When will you come next – on my 100th birthday?”

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Written by Raju Bist

August 9, 2010 at 10:22 am

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