This story has its own characters... sometimes these characters are known to each other or at times they are unknown absolute strangers. The story is about them, about what happens to them, with them, and things along with them... they might have a...
The rickshaw was going from the told lane. Vaish was peeping out of the rickshaw seeing the building's names when Vaish saw one building's name.
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Vaish: Ek minute ek minute.
She told the rickshaw driver to stop the rickshaw.
Vaish: Idhar hi. Kitna hua?
Driver: 50.
Vaish paid the fares and got down from rickshaw. She looked at the building's name and sighed. The rickshaw went and Vaish started entering the housing society. She went and sighed. She glanced the address chit and looked at her left and started going there. She came in a Wada. She was proceeding forward when an old man crossed from her side. She looked at him.
Vaish: Uh..Excuse me.
She tried asking him the address but was shocked when he took the chappals kept infront of the door and threw them aside. He made disgusting sounds and went inside the house. Vaish peeped in side. She looked the house then chappals and again house. She was about to leave when he eyes caught something.
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