24-11-2018, 07:36 PM
Then he looked at a security officerman who was standing near him and said,
“Take number of his father from him and call this boy's parents here.”
That security officerman asked me my dad’s number. I gave him my mom’s number and he dialed and started talking over the phone.
“What does your father do?” asked the guy sitting on the chair.
“ He’s not here. He lives abroad. My mom’s here.” I replied.
“ By the way, who gave you that packet?” His voice had become softer than earlier.
“My friend” I replied robotically.
“ Who's he?What's his name?” He asked.
“ Laxman. His our maid’s son.” I answered.
“ Where does he live and from where he gets that material?” He asked.
“ Don't know, sir” I replied immediately.
జస్ట్ ఫోర్గెట్..... జస్ట్ ఎంజాయ్.... జస్ట్ రిలాక్స్ ....lucky krish