Home,Sweet home.... Finally at home after one month later. Always i try to make some time to come home. Because i love to stay here. I miss my parents. My father always call me at home. I can't make time to escape from my busy schedule. But i think enough time i have wasted. I'll go home ever month twice. Because i don't love to see my father's sad face. He is now getting older than before and now he don't understand many things. I don't love to see him older like this way.
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