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Once there was this little boy named Ankit, he was the only child. His mom Varsha was a homemaker, while his dad Vivek worked 45 hours a week as an IT specialist. Ankit would wait impatiently for his father because since Vivek worked so much they hardly got to spend any time together. Sometimes when Vivek came home he would be too tired to even talk. He would just take his meal to the bedroom and go to sleep. Ankit always wondered how much his father makes, since he is always at work. One day when Vivek returned home again after a long day of work, Ankit wouldn´t let him go to his room. "Son, please get out of my way I have had a long day and I need to get some sleep," Vivek said. "But Daddy, I just want to know how much to you make at work?" Ankit asked. "I make enough to put a roof over your mother´s head and yours too Ankit!" Vivek yelled. Ankit wasn´t going to give up and still kept persuading his father with the same question. Vivek couldn´t take much more and finally gave in. "Ok Ankit, I make about 20 dollars an hour, there you happy? Now please son let me get some rest," Vikek said. "If you make 20 can I have 10 dollars?" Ankit asked. "What? You little sneak is this why you kept asking me how much I make? Just so you can borrow money? Get to your room right now!" Vikek yelled. Ankit left with his head down, and he head towards his room. Meanwhile Vikek got his dinner and was rethinking that he shouldn´t have yelled at Ankit for something as stupid as that. Vivek walks into Ankit´s room and finds the boy sleeping. He slips 10 dollars under his pillow. Ankit was only pretending to sleep. "Here you go beta, I am sorry for yelling at you, get some rest ok?" Vikek said. "Great Daddy! Now I have 20 dollars from the other 10 I saved from my birthday," Ankit glowing for joy when he said it. "But beta, why did you want 10 dollars when you already had 10 dollars to begin with?" Vivek asked. "So I can buy an hour of your time to hang out with me Daddy,” the boy said.
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