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He looked into the distance and realized that Kolkata was like his father who had not changed at all over the years. It is the same as it used to be in his childhood. 

When he was little, he used to come here with his father for Christmas and used to buy a red triangular white puffy hat. He liked the light of the sparkling restaurants built around him. The toys sold outside used to entice the mind. But he knew that no matter how much he insisted on going to the restaurant, his father would only feed him street food. 

That's why he had thought that when he grows up, he will buy branded things from big showrooms. Will take father to the big restaurant. Show them what life is all about. ' Brother, take this Santa, one of fifty. ' When suddenly his attention was broken, he saw a ten-twelve-year-old child wearing a red-white robe selling Santa wearing a triangular cap.

He refused him with a gesture and went ahead, but the child did not stop following him. Take it, brother, it will fulfill your wish. At this point, Akash stopped and smiled looking at her. Seeing that boy wearing a torn shirt, I felt like asking, 'Have you ever wished? He knew he would not have the answer. Don't know whether his parents will have the capacity to become Santa or not. 'Give me one. 

' She looked at the sky with hope and the eyes of the sky * were fixed on Santa. Usually in memories of childhood. Some glimpses of Christmas were captured. - • When he wakes up on Christmas day • then sometimes chocolates and sometimes toys would be found under the pillow. Papa put all his burden on Santa by bringing a sense of surprise to his face. 

Then his innocence turned into reality and he started declaring in front of his father what he wanted from Santa this year. ' Look, brother, Santa has to distribute many gifts, so keep the demand small. And then there would be a negotiation on what to ask from them. 'Take it, brother. Not a single one was sold for the last two hours.

 ' The sad voice of the child melted his heart and he saw his reflection in that child. He didn't earn due to the non-selling of Santa and all his sources of income are closed due to the loss of his job here. Come on, give me one. When it came out of his mouth, the child's face blossomed like a flower.