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Happy Birthday Archita!


 Happy Birthday dear Archita!


Today's my friend's birthday! Her name is Archita.

Listen to this true story about Archita and me.


One day, Shripradhaa and I went to the terrace to play. There were two girls in the opposite house. We played ball with them that day. This happened for few days and soon we came to know each other. The big girl's name was Archita and her little sister's name was Haritha. We became friends and started playing. We always threw the ball from me to her. We must be careful! Or the ball may fall down. We'd have to keep on going down and then come back up to the terrace if that ball falls. Shripradhaa always throws the ball down! Archita or Haritha will have to go down and get the ball if it falls in their apartment. Me or appa will have to go and get the ball if it falls in our apartment. We'd always play from 5pm to 7:30pm! That's so long! One day, we came up with an idea. We tied a big cloth from Archita's apartment to our apartment. So the ball will fall on the cloth instead of falling down! That was a great idea and lasted for months. But do you all know what happened? They had to leave for their house at Mylapore. And sadly we all said "Bye". But Shripradhaa was still happy! Because Archita's grandfather was still in the apartment. She'd talk to him, but I only like to play. Soon, Shripradhaa also became sad. Archita's Grandfather also left for a new house and all were sad. But I am still happy remembering this story.💞💞


HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARCHITA!!💞💞


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  1. T.SrinivasanJanuary 19, 2021 at 4:22 PM

    Fine memory and fine recollection of your thoughts.

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  2. T.SrinivasanJanuary 19, 2021 at 5:35 PM

    My wishes to Archita.on her birthday well remembered by you and you have recollected your enjoyment with her.Friendship always gives happiness. Good write about your playing with ball .I too enjoyed with you through your write-up.
    From Pushpa patti

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