How we met

My side of the story

It was 1st January 2014, and we were partying at the nearby paddy field. My mom was cooking and we were helping her. Then my uncle came to my dad and said there’s someone who wants to meet him. “Who?”- my mom asked my uncle. He said he doesn’t recognize them. My dad left the party and went home.

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