When i was three years old

When I was three years old I thought, ‘My father is the strongest person in the world.’

When I was five, I Thought, ‘My father is most intelligent person in the world.’

When I was ten, I thought, ‘My friend’s father is more intelligent than my father.’

When I was fifteen years old I thought, ‘My father is jealous of me.’

When I was twenty years old I thought, ‘My father tries to copy me.’

When I was twenty five, I thought, ‘My father deliberately finds out my mistakes.’

When I was thirty years old I thought, ‘I shouldn’t obey my father’s advice.’

When I was forty I thought, ‘My father occasionally talks intelligently.’

When I was forty five I thought, ‘There is no harm if I accept my father’s petty advice.’

By the time I was fifty I thought, ‘I should discuss every thing with my father and accept his suggestions as his every advice is valuable, but it was too late as my has left us abandoned and gone to heaven.’

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