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2023-09-03 01:12:34The instant their car hit a speed breaker and she experienced a bumpy ride because of the pits and falls in the road, Rithanya knew that they have neared their house. It was dusk. The evening diyas, the clay lamps lit up the entrance of every house. The car took a sharp left turn and halted.
Hearing the car, Dadda and Satvik rushed to the doorstep. “Hello, little one! Welcome home!” Dadda greeted Rithanya with open arms.
Rithanya tried to get down. But she limped and lost her balance. The poor girl could not reach the shelter of her daddy's arms. She was caught by Satvik before she fell.
Dadda and Satvik carried Rithanya home while the driver helped Amma to carry things inside from the car. The driver waved a bye to Rithanya saying, “Sleep well, Papa. Take rest and you will be fine soon. You won’t need me to take you back to school. You will commute by bus, you will see that! Now, good night ma!”
Dadda ca
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