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She walked to the warmth of the happy sun rays that had invaded a portion of the porch. Shazy's immeasurable happiness conquered every corner of the house. A whoop of delight broke out in the homely crowd.
Little Ryan had turned a soldier to fight with the dust in his classroom that day. He gleefully intoned one of the poems about cultivation being an awesome occupation, like his friends. A big broom in his little hand had caught a rhythmic movement fav
She walked to the warmth of the happy sun rays that had invaded a portion of the porch. Shazy's immeasurable happiness conquered every corner of the house. A whoop of delight broke out in the homely crowd.
Little Ryan had turned a soldier to fight with the dust in his classroom that day. He gleefully intoned one of the poems about cultivation being an awesome occupation, like his friends. A big broom in his little hand had caught a rhythmic movement favoring the reverberation of the utterance.
A big personality like Sanjay couldn't stop his tears while stating that he couldn't stay at home after he saw the dead body. The hauls and screams engulfed him with fear. He couldn't cry there and started running.
The ultimate smell of cooked chicken had already invaded Sohan's nostrils, causing his appetite to grow stronger. The boy was fond of non-vegetarian food. He was bold enough to explain to himself to not take anything from the menu that day—at least for that day—as the curry was made out of the flesh of his most beloved pet.
Milu's stomach was upset. It was quite difficult for him to ignore nature's call. He had to defecate urgently. But, the non-collegiate didn't wish to reveal the fact. He knew that the boys would laugh and the teacher might make fun of him, in front of the girls in the class.
The future of a family can be portrayed as a virtuous image in society if the continuation of the family hierarchy is managed properly by its heirs. The number of members in a family should grow so that one can hoist its flag of victory and find a place in history. Such was the mindset of Mr. Sahay. He believed that his only son, Rishaan, was competent enough to take the Sahay family one step further. Rishaan was crowned as an eligible candidate who was ready
The future of a family can be portrayed as a virtuous image in society if the continuation of the family hierarchy is managed properly by its heirs. The number of members in a family should grow so that one can hoist its flag of victory and find a place in history. Such was the mindset of Mr. Sahay. He believed that his only son, Rishaan, was competent enough to take the Sahay family one step further. Rishaan was crowned as an eligible candidate who was ready for marriage.
But, various situations, incidents, thoughts, and experiences forced Rishaan to contemplate marriage. He was not prepared to accept the position of being a leader of a new family.
This story narrates a bunch of experiences that sometimes erodes Rishaan’s belief of leading a good life after marriage. It crushes any thoughts that encourage him to get rid of his ‘single’ status in society.
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