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“I'm going to meet my friend,” he used to declare, but he never divulged further details.
“Another woman?” His wife wondered. Even at 75, he had the exuberance of youth.
“Follow your Dad. You are his Doctor too,” she commanded her son.
He obliged, and was surprised to see his Dad driving all the way to Yercaud Lake, and buying Chili Bhaaji and masala tea from a stall. Then, he gossiped with other people of his age.
Chili wasn't good for his health, but his Dad's childlike happiness made him smile. Today, he wasn't a doctor, but a son.
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