Posted by: ganapati February 2, 2012
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What goes around comes around..
I was six and Sumit was two when our mother passed away. Whenever anyone talked about our mother, he always made the same sad face, I named 'Sunyata'.
Bimala Fupu (dad's sis) visited us this afternoon. She held my 10 months old daughter, Shriya, and said - Little princess has same face as her granny and also smiles exactly like her.
Hearing this, Sumit grabbed her from Fupu's lap, smiled, kissed Shriya on cheeks and held her feet up to his head.
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