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Pandit: Choocha Ji, don't know if we'd ever get the chance again. So, a question was running through my mind. Thought I should clarify: How did YOU arrive in this world, I mean how were you born ? Must be some reason behind it perhaps. Choocha: Pandit Ji, even I once asked Papaji the same thing. So he narrated me a story. Pandit: Even your father's fond of telling "stories" ? Choocha: Exactly Panditji, he's inherited MY genes afterall. Ok here it goes: Once, Papaji was going through a dark, dense forest. On the way, he saw an evil witch in whose lap was myself, the cutest of all Choocha. When Papaji approached that witch and called out "Hey evil witch, hand over that cute Choocha to me", the witch replied that "if you want this cute Choocha, you'll have to marry me first".. Bholi Punjaban: Hey, what nonsense are you telling ? Choocha: Look Bholi, don't interrupt my stories ok. You know I don't like it. Choocha: Yes Panditji where was I ? Pandit: That witch demanded your Papaji to marry her. Choocha: Yeah. So that witch demanded that if he wanted me, he'd have to marry her. For a while Papaji thought quite deeply, but for my sake he ended up marrying that witch. But one thing isn't clear yet. Pandit: What's that ? Choocha: Whenever I ask Papaji who was that witch anyway, why does Mummy Ji beat me with a broomstick ? Pandit: I've to meet your Papaji someday. Choocha: Would be tough. He doesn't talk to suspicious people.