A Girl In The New City
April 1, 2015 April 3, 2015

A Girl In The New City

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A Girl In The New City

by Sanjana Dutta
Its being ten years ago,when I first came to` Mumbai` ,I met a boy named Sidharth Rajput.At that lapse of my life he was everything for me...My friend ,philosopher& guide...The city drenched my life with success,fame &prosperity..

Now I kathika Sharma is an renowned article writer of the country,after so many years looking at the wide sky, I wonder whom to make responsible for my success!!!!Is that was Sidharth,who gave support whenever I needed or the magic of the `Dreamland Mumbai`.........
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