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I was sitting in my room with my laptop on my lap while
leaning into the couch and going through my mails. Most of them
were once related and I kept on replying to one after the other.
qeeling buite stressed out I get up with my laptop in one hand and
walk to the dining table in kitchen where dad sat with his laptop and
typing away something.
