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Ammalu is always right

‘Ammalu, condemn my forgetfulness of late. I don’t even remember, at times, how you’re related to me’

‘Thank God, I’m lucky. I remember, even in my deep sleep, who my husband is. Otherwise, the turf on the heads of all your friends would have been in my hands!’



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