
One tiny conversation… and my heart became a soft momo.
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Nyra: “Papa… when will you become a grandpa?”
Papa: “Aree! First let me finish being your papa properly. Why suddenly this question?”
Nyra: “Because when you become old-old… I will take care of you. Just like you take care of me now.”
Papa: “Aww… that’s my duty, Nyra.”
Nyra: “Haan… and taking care of you will be my duty. Fair naa?”