Six months of my father's death

I was asked and questioned if I had learned anything other than endless chapters in my life so far. Yes I have. I have learned to smile within six months ( today is exactly six months) of a great personal loss. Each time I utter the word ' babu ', I know my limitations and I also know my dreams. I know who I am. I know who I can be. I know what I don't want to be. And yes, this is a lifetime lesson. P.S- Not all my endless chapters were boring.

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