‘Our Appu astrologer says that in our last birth,
I was a mighty lion and you, a rabbit, Ammalu. A poor rabbit’

‘Astrologers never lie. Now, I know why God made me your wife, in this birth, to give back in tons what I received from you in my previous birth. ‘You reap as you sow,’ they say’

‘Ammalu, I was joking. You took it serious’

‘Thank God, you didn’t take my taunt serious. Continue to enjoy the comforts from me’

‘What comforts you give me? You’re an irritating itch for me’

‘Ah! Appu astrologer!’

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