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GSB - Chapter 15 & 16 - Of course, we never Forget! & No, Not this!

 

Of course, we never Forget!

 

We really didn’t forget about it! Many days passed, and again, GSB, GSB, GSB! We then discussed about the song for GSB. “Dictate the notes!” Samhitha shouted. I dictated the western notes as loud as I can. But nothing seemed to reach her, loud and clear. “B D E E E D E G G A G A” I dictated. But all the opposites fell into Samhitha’s ears. “D B G G G” Said Samhitha. I got irritated as she dictated the wrong notes. I then typed. She then finally wrote everything correct with her blue, bright pen.

 

                                   No, Not this!

 

Samhitha and I thought all were finished, and after some days we will open our team. But No No No! I changed my mind. I then wrote another song for GSB. “Why di?” Samhitha asked in our next call. I said nothing. Then only my mind signaled me that we were supposed to set a few traps for our enemies. “We need traps for our enemies! Or else, they will attack us! And we need a better trap for Saketh! I’m sure he’ll mess up with us.” I said. Then we started discussing about the traps we needed to do. We needed a few more preparations too. I gave some suggestions to Samhitha. I also told Samhitha that a robot toy was arriving soon. “Hmmmm….. I think we could make it as a trap in front of our dear doll Pinie’s room.” Samhitha said, agreeing to the robot idea. One robot was going to Samhitha from Gopu Thatha, and the other was coming for Shripradhaa. I asked for books, and Saketh Anna asked for a ball, and books. Soon, they all arrived. Peripa came and collected the books, the robot and the ball.




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