He was in a hurry and just called up home. May be his wife can find out from his diary. He really needed his stock market agent’s phone number. He had a notion, in one week’s time; half of the stocks will be nothing but waste papers. It’s better sell and get something than to lose all.
He tried again and again only in vain. His wife didn’t pick the phone. When he finally reached her, she said she wont search for the phone number right then. Its Abi, she is admitted in hospital and her family is crying and she is really upset.
Oh my god, first he should sell off the television and then think about selling his stocks. He cursed the unknown person who invented TV serials. If only he could get him!!
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