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22 June , 1995, Delhi
    We've come here from Mumbai for my Papa's work. We will be permanently settled here. I'm angry with papa why hasn't he told me that it was my last meeting with my friends.I can't meet them anymore. They are long far away from me. They are just like the stars of the sky. I couldn't even talk with them freely with full spirit for the last time.
      Papa said to me that  we are coming here for some work. We will come back home in a few days. But no! He lied. Why does he do so?
   Can't he even tell me that we will never come back so I can prepare myself before.
    He is a liar. He tells me to never lie. But he has lied to me. He cheats on me. He has hurt my feelings. How can he do so with a 10 year old boy. Hasn't he any heart.
    I asked it to my father. He just replied,"I will not answer it you will come to know about it after some time. When you are really older. When you know how life is? What is it ?"
   "What Is it papa?"
    "You will know when you are intelligent enough to think about it."
    " When will I know it?"
      "It can be tomorrow. Can be next year. Knowledge doesn't depend on time. It depends upon you."
       "Will I answer all the questions which I own."
     "Yes."
     "I am now waiting for it."
 
 

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