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Kali-Kabali

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In that great busy market area, there lived a Kali and Kabali. They were close friends, like skin and nail. For them market is world. People who visit are their relatives. Platforms vegetable vendors are their parents. Whatever they provide, with smile they have it.

One day morning, as usual market busy. Suddenly Kali and Kabali quarreled each other, quarrel transfers into fight. They fought very cruelly. Nobody able to think that moment and know the reason. Fight becomes worst. People with fear moves towards platform. They unable to do anything. Cyclists, motorist stood and start watching the fight. Shopkeepers removed the soda-cases, rise bags from outside and took them inside the shops. Platform vegetable vendors took their shops up.

Some youth who are watching the fight scene compeered it lively to people stranding there.
“Kali…come on…come on… kick him” – one youth.
“Kabali, its your turn don’t allow him Umm.. Umm.. kick him..kick him..” – Another youth.

An old man appeared there. He told to youths.
“Please, somebody go and stop this fight”
“Hey old! We don’t have courage to stop this fight” – youths with one voice

Some wrestlers ran to stop the fight. But failed, returned with big blow.
There came a Merchants Association President Ramachandran. He cried.
“Oh God! Now-a-days this problem becomes big headache”

He ran to his shop. He ran-up.
“Hello! Is it Municipal Corporation Office?”
“Yes” – Other end.
“I’m Ramachandran speaking, from bazaar, here two cows fighting worst. These cows destroyed some of the vegetable vendor shops. People unable to move to other end. Heavy traffic jam.
Please do something”

After ten minutes:

Fight ended. Kali and Kabali taken into Corporation lorry. Lorry started towards Municipal bound.
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