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Mumbai, i am coming back. Few years ago after my graduation, i left my home, my dear once for my nation and never look back, everyone was so hurt by my action escpcailly my dad. Only one person supported me, my Di. Without her this journey wasn't possible, i still remember that day when i took the vows to become a IPS ( indian police service ) officer and after completing my training, i was so excited to meet my family. Specifically my sister. She dont know that i become a IPS ( indian police service ) officer because i told her that i wanted to join army, so she still thinks that I am in army. That day i packed my all the clothes, i called my sister and told her that i am coming home, and she was actually jumping up and down in a joy like small kid. If someone her and me, they'll defi

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