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Dilse Alfaazz

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🚨🚨🏥🏥🚑🚑🚨🚨 *Urgent (Verified) by Syed Qutbuddin, Bangalore* Date-23.07.2021 *Dear all,* *Urgent need any group of blood for 5yrs child.* For Bone Marrow Transplant. Two Units of Blood. *Patient name* - MD Labeeb Mallik. *ID No*-10902117 *Bed No-* 856 *Location*- Fortis hospital Bannaragatta road Bangalore *Contact*- Aspair Mallik (Father)-9733696809. The father is from Calcutta and staying in Bangalore since 8 months for treatment of his child. Kindly reach Blood Bank in the hospital and pass on the message to Bone Marrow Transplant Department on the 8th Floor. #bangalore #karnataka #bengaluru #yqbaba #yqdidi #yqquotes #yqtales #yqdada

🚨🚨🏥🏥🚑🚑🚨🚨 *Urgent (Verified) by Syed Qutbuddin, Bangalore* Date-23.07.2021 *Dear all,* *Urgent need any group of blood for 5yrs child.* For Bone Marrow Transplant. Two Units of Blood. *Patient name* - MD Labeeb Mallik. *ID No*-10902117 *Bed No-* 856 *Location*- Fortis hospital Bannaragatta road Bangalore *Contact*- Aspair Mallik (Father)-9733696809. The father is from Calcutta and staying in Bangalore since 8 months for treatment of his child. Kindly reach Blood Bank in the hospital and pass on the message to Bone Marrow Transplant Department on the 8th Floor. #bangalore #karnataka #bengaluru #yqbaba #yqdidi #yqquotes #yqtales #yqdada

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Dear you, 2:09 AM. Bengaluru has been cold, weather, people. My only friend here shifted to Himachal. I don't know why people say, "Mumbai let's you down." The only difference is, there you sob on roads while knowing this is your only chance. Here, you weep in washrooms of these fancy corporate offices while your Ola driver is a capitalist. Washroom booths filled, with emotions and blood. One person chumming in first booth doesn't really care if someone in last booth is having an anxiety attack. The breeze constantly mumbles in your ear, "stop trying, stop crying". Bengaluru.

Dear you, 2:09 AM. Bengaluru has been cold, weather, people. My only friend here shifted to Himachal. I don't know why people say, "Mumbai let's you down." The only difference is, there you sob on roads while knowing this is your only chance. Here, you weep in washrooms of these fancy corporate offices while your Ola driver is a capitalist. Washroom booths filled, with emotions and blood. One person chumming in first booth doesn't really care if someone in last booth is having an anxiety attack. The breeze constantly mumbles in your ear, "stop trying, stop crying". Bengaluru.