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It was on my 12th birthday, that my dad gifting me a harmonica. Though I had no knowledge or interest in music as such then, I used to give sore ears to everyone around, playing it all day. One fine day, mom fearing deafness if not controlled, snatched it from my mouth and kept it in an inaccessible closet for my height. A heart breaking moment for me. I cried all day, but she didn’t give it back. It was only years later, when I was cleaning the house for Diwali with mom, that I found it back in that box. We both did laugh at its sight, but that harmonica then found space in a folder, which shall forever keep all the most important memories of my life.