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   <title>Crossraods</title>
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  Ever wondered about the people who settle at the crossroads of highway?  &nbsp; We often find them with a small tapri or a dabha. Fascinating lives!  &nbsp; They always seem to have the right answers and the right fundas. Be it life or the roads. They know which road takes you where and how much time will it take you to reach the next destination. At times, they even tell you the shortcuts to reach the desired place and some of the fascinating stop-overs, one might like to take to cool their feet or grab a drink or two. They are always there to guide us on the right path. All through my life, I found myself doing the same. Hearing out to my dear one   </description>
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