by Editor | Aug 8, 2024 | Pundit jis Diary
It was quite late. I had settled down in bed, tugged my blanket with one hand and secured my book in the other. The phone rang. This hour I thought, “Hope no one left the planet.” “Namaste can I speak to Punditji, “a quivering voice said. “Namaste it’s Pundit, How can...
by Editor | Aug 8, 2024 | Pundit jis Diary
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