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“Move in here” Lulu, my parrot said as I hurriedly covered my head with a handkerchief and took shelter under the banyan tree. “Untimely rains”…
Lulu, the parrot, flew in and landed on my table.“When are you going to write your autobiography?” he asked. “I have no such intentions. Why…
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