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Chiki the famous sweet

his name is chiki,chikis are one famous sweet from lonavala, people who goes for holiday there which most of the people in mumbai do coz the palce is nearby mumbai have to bring chiki.its religion here some distribute in office some distribute to neighbours and if they dont people have one point to complain u went to lonavala and dint brought chiki for us?anyways back to the point he is chiki he stays in worli and one of two sons from hankare family the elder one is abnormal so whole family have prayed for him so that he is normal and healthy.i too was in worli for two years and he was my neighbour he was one of my 4 kid friend , whenever i used to come from office they used to come running to me shouting" rima didi ali' means rima didi have come.they used to fight to sit on my lap and i used to try to accomodate all of them at the same time coz all were very special to me, that could be physically tiring but mentally very soothing, u feel loved u feel u are wanted by someone . there love is so pure and without any expectation. i remember one day i was very sad i was sitting just behind chiki is standing in the picture . i was in my own thought suddenly chiki came and he asked me kya hua tere ko? i was surprised with his observation how can a kid of 3 year can understand that i am sad? then he tried to hug me and suddenly my head bang with the wall behind chiki took the charge and he beated the portion of wall which bang on my head and shouted to the wall tune mara isko? i had tears in my eyes and i felt so much sense of belonging.everytime i think about the incident i feel grateful to chiki. i love you chiki.

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