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Published in the February 2013 issue of  Good Times of the North-East As if raising a four-year-old kid alone was not enough, little Nikki had begun asking questions to her dad for which he had no answers. “Daddy, everyone in school has two parents, why do I have only one?” As a response, Ravi would pass the bowl of cereals, on the wooden dining table that doubles as a table for ironing the clothes of his customers, to his daughter and snap. “Eat your breakfast”. The laundryman would be furious at his daughter for being so questioning, and partly because he could not answer it, or rather because he had been asking the same questions to himself for three years. After he would drop her off at school, Ravi would realize that none of this was the little girl’s fault and his anger would change into compunction and sometimes, self-pity.  While his daughter would be in the school, pestered by the fact that her father forgot to pack her lunch box again, Ravi would v