A funny incident from my childhood.

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HELLO EVERYONE,
Childhood is a golden past in everyone's life. That past is always happy. Sometimes it's hard. But now I feel good when I remember those childhood memories. Those days were very beautiful and happy. I have come today to share with you an incident from that childhood. I hope you will like it.

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I was very young when this happened. Even since childhood, I love my father a little more, but now I love both father and mother more. Today's story is about my father, since my father studied, he was involved in various cultural activities such as music, drama, I heard from my mother, because my father was my mother's cousin. Even if we all get together, father still sings, and we all enjoy it.

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When today's incident happened, I was very young. Then it was me and my brother. We didn't have two younger brothers and sisters then. Back then, my father played plays on stage whenever he had the chance. But my mother never went to see plays. Because we were in a joint family.. .And those who live in joint families know how many duties and responsibilities lie on the woman in the house.

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Mom was a very quiet person. We were two little brothers and sisters. Where will we live? All in all, maybe mom never got to see the show. So one day father forcefully told mother that he was going to see a play. Mom did not agree to leave us with anyone. Anyway, she agreed to take us. I'm very cold Temper. I was. I didn't talk much. I was a little afraid of my brother. Because my brother runs around a lot. Boys are very nervous. The only thing that matters is how long it takes for him to recover after going there. So mom took some food for my brother. And so it is. Mom said who will take us.

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As usual the day came. Father left earlier. We left later. I saw a lot of people. After we left, we were showered with bouquets of flowers. I felt very happy then. I was very happy to receive bouquets of flowers in the middle of so many people, and then we sat in the first row of the corridor. Dad came and welcomed us.

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Then it was time for the show to begin. The show has started. Abbu Zamindar got dressed. His hair was gray. I still remember. And the songs from the play were wonderful. Although I no longer remember the text. I watched the play with great pleasure. This is the first time I have seen Abu acting. Then I felt a different kind of love among so many people. On the other hand, my brother ate different types of food. Girls have a little more love for their father. I had a little more love than him. That's why I watched the drama with fascination.

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At the very end of the play, the villain shot Abbu, i.e. Zamindar Sahib. Abbu immediately fell to the ground. And seeing the blood coming out of Abu's chest, I started crying. I started crying so loud and got up to leave. on stage. But mom immediately caught me and explained that it was a play. I didn't really kill anyone. Who is listening to whom? I cried all the time. My mother was sitting next to me holding my hand. Then everyone was watching me instead of the show. Today, if I remember this incident. I laughed a lot. I sat and thought about what I had done that day. My father came to meet me after the performance. Because I couldn't stop crying. Seeing him, I believed that his father was not dead. That day I understood well what the play was about. Today I shared this childhood story with you and recalled my childhood memories. I hope you enjoyed it too. You can share your valuable comments if you want.

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It ends here as of today. I'll see you again with some new writing. Until then, well everyone, stay healthy. Thanks everyone for reading my childhood accident story.

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This is my own and original article.

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