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In the years gone by, I am fortunate to have made some friends who are always by my side in both high and low moments, who have supported me through thick and thin. One such person is Neeru, a beautiful lady who is a radiologist by profession. This real-life anecdote is about her daughter Muskaan when she was about six years old. One day I had gone to meet her mother I have always called the little princess a cherub and I can vouch for the fact that she is in the hands of best care. One evening, when it was breezy and the weather was quite pleasant, we all sat in their lawn, chit chatting. There came the doll running towards me and gave me a hug. “Hello aunty, how are you?” “I’m fine Muskaan”, I said lovingly. “How was school today?’’ She said, “Aunty, it was great. Today, in my drawing class, while I was whispering something to my friend Khushi, the drawing teacher got a little annoyed and asked me to stand up and tell her what I and my friend were talking about. I got a little sc