Her first salary

"Please don't buy me anything. You'll get your first salary tomorrow. It's my request, please spend it on your mother. She has played a big role in shaping you the person you are, and it's she who actually deserves this, not me." Clamped in bed, I told her, just before turning off the lights.

"No no. Nothing doing. I'm going to buy you something. Remember how earlier you wouldn't accept any gift from me, saying it was purchased from my parents' money and you will accept only when I started earning? Now you can not stop me, no no no no no" she spoke the last words rhyming up and down.

"Your parents have given you to me. That's all I need. You are far more wonderful than what I had ever imagined for. If you really want to gift me something, then please stay the way you are. Because if I had my way I wouldn't change a thing about you." I looked at her face, beaming even more gloriously than ever.

"I am not perfect. I have a long way to go." She said.

"You are always learning new things. You care for your family. Your base intent is good. You do good to people without expecting much in return. You want to see me happy always. If this isn't perfect then what is?"

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