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Change few feel on having a girl child

A girl child is now a days considered as a luck charm compared to the past beliefs having said that there are no less damage are done to a girl child before her exist in the earth and after her birth . I have encountered an incident rather a true one  , it's a heart warming one .

It was a rainy day ,the evening was dark and it seemed too early to call an evening . To my surprise a man aged 40 fall from his vehicle in the middle of the road . The passerby thought he wasn't I'll but he is so drunken  that he can't control himself . The people hissed about his everyday drama . few moments later her two daughters rescued him to take to their place . It was a astonishing moment when a girl child to whom the society spent the least compared to a boy child . There is a true heart with a girl as well as a boy , even a boy child would have not rescued his father .

My dear it's not a sex that determine their character it's their heart that the real thing which matters the most . The emotions that being a girl is far more abundant than we find in boy child .

Love is one and don't forget to love as one .....

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