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In these letters I wish to write what I have been meaning to tell you in person but like your mother once told me, you have inherited your stubbornness from me, and I am certain you wouldn't even let me near you let alone listen to me. Moreover, even if you would have given me a chance, there would have been no guarantee you would sit through it all, without walking out on me. So I am writing these letters to you. I want my daughter to know about her father's life . . . my life.
Your mother feels that in the wake of duty I have neglected you and her, but believe me when I say it was not intentional and not in all literal sense 'neglect'. Service has and will always come before self, my family included. Now, please don't chuck the letter away if you haven't already thought about doing so. It's a father's earnest request, please read through it.
Baby before I begin, you have to know and believe . . . I loved you and I loved your mother' so very much. It wasn't lack of love which separated us, you may though blame it on destiny, rest I have an explanation, if you may call it one but I would want to start from the beginning.
I was born and brought up in a small village on the outskirts of Ludhiana. No don't worry! I won't bore you with a detailed description about my childhood, just one incident which later on proved a turning point in my life. It was the year of Indo-Pakistan war: 1971 . . .
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