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  • Remembered my Grandfather on 11.11.11, - my friend, who made me organize my study table, who taught me how to fill ink in my pen, with whom I would fight infront of my astonished home tutor,a great story teller, he sang the tale of Ram and Sita, I stole his sweet and sour lozenges and peeked through his diary to read his poetry, I was inspired by him and wanted to be in the army but he would tell me - " you will be an artist my dear"!
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