Every morning, I secretly fed a quiet, hungry boy. ‘You’re wasting food,’ my boss snapped. Then one day, black SUVs surrounded the diner. A colonel walked in and asked for me. ‘That boy’s father was one of my men,’ he said. ‘His final letter… was about you.

BAROTA Song Sidhu Moose wala still Alive? PART 2 #sidhumoosewala #sidhu #Barota #sidhualive #storytime