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Memories of a Little Girl Called Dolly! (XVIII)
One day, as usual, Dolly came up to our home. Mom had arranged everything for her properly, including her doll, favourite stool and Mom’s purse. She took the doll and told Mom, “Lola hai (The doll is crying.)” Mom spoke to the doll asking if she had stomachache or did Dolly scold her, etc. She ...
Gayatri T Rao