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The take-off from New Delhi was a calm one. Vansh had wanted to have this conversation for a very long time. Something had told him that all these roads had led to his daughter. He had not seen her in the last ten years and yet he had a very distinctive image of how she would look now. She always had her mother's eyes and her father's noise. As a child age had been cute, and she still would be, but the pertinent question knocking at Vansh's mind was that how would she react to the fact of knowing that her father was alive and that he had been alive. Would she feel betrayed, left alone, and would she ever accept Vansh? Kolkata and Delhi were very far off from each other, but for Vansh, the journey seemed to be shorter because of all these questions in his head. As he left the airport, how
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