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"No matter how old we grow, our memories never fade." This happened when I was a kid.

It was a summer night and as I was about to sleep my father called me and asked "As you are the eldest child, what will you do to support the family when I am no more." I never imagined such a situation. I was clueless. Before I opened my mouth, my mom took me to bed saying, 'Is it a thing to talk to a child?' But this thing my father asked was buzzing in my mind all these years.

Finally, I understood that everything happens for a reason. And Dad now it's my turn to answer you...

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