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Be a good boy Our house was getting painted.We had forgotten to paint the house for long.Life itself had lost colors for some time. Kevin was busy with his own painting.He would insist on the largest of drawing papers and fill them all with all sorts of  colors.Once finished, he will find some glue from the kitchen and fix it on to the center of the wall  they had just finished.And every time, he would choose the newly painted clean walls.  I got angry and scolded him. "Why are you spoiling the walls"? He said " Appuukka, you pack your bag and go back to Dubai.This is my home " " But you are the one who always say, pack my bag, I want to go to Appukka", I said. "Oh, that was when you behaved like a good boy"!

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