Desperate for a Friend

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It was a cool Sunday afternoon in Vanarapuri. Suri woke up after his siesta and sniffed the pleasant smells that came wafting in. Eyes twinkling, he jumped from his bed and gambolled into the kitchen where his mother was busy. ‘Mumma! What are you makin

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Varadharajan Ramesh

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