A New Record #100word

Rajkumar and Raghavendra sat playing Shatranj in the big field.Their friends sat around them,forming an arena. 
Raghavendra won the game.He was declared the winner for the third consecutive year.
As they got ready to leave,they heard someone saying,'Give me a chance!'That was Baloo. 

'How dare you challenge a Thakur?'shouted the group in unison.

Waving a hand to quieten them, Raghavendra beckoned Baloo to join him. The game started. After some clever moves, Baloo defeated him.

As the boys stood in silence,anticipating the furor, Raghavendra stood up and embraced Baloo. A new record was set in the village, that day.
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