aaj achanak ek smiriti ubhar kar aayi .ye baat tab ki hai jab mai bahut chhoti si thi.ek chhoti si pyar si 6 saal ki ladki mai bahut shararte karti thi mai logo ko maarkar bhaag jati thi aur koi bhi galti karti .agar koi mujhe maarne aata to dadaji ke picche chup jaati Wo mere khud ke dadaji nahi the (maine to apne khud ke dadaji ko kabhi dekha hi nahi )unka swabhaaw bahut acha tha vo baccho se bahut pyar karte the agar mai koi bhi galti kar deti to dadaji sabse mere liye ladai kar lete the aur agar mummy kabhi bolti ki jao khana nahi dungi to dadaji apne haathon se khana banakar khilaate the {ha unke parivaar me koi nahi tha vo aur unki beti ka ladka tha bas 2 log hi sath me rahte the}aur mujhe lory bhi sunaate the .🥰😍🥰 bhale hi maine khud ke dadaji ko nahi dekha lekin mujhe thoda hi sahi par ye to maloom hua ki dadaji kya hote hai unka pyar kya hota hai .I miss you a lot dada jii .....aap jaha bhi ho bhagwaan aapki aatma ko shanti de .🌹🌹🙏🙏

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