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When I was in nineth my father stopped hugging me. Unlike my mother and younger sister, I am a little chubby and heavy. Our father was always very kind and affectionate with us and hugged us or patted on our heads quite often. This one time, however, I felt that he was a little uncomfortable. Later, my mother said to me, tumhara auraton wala naap ho gya ha. Baro se door door se mila karo. I don’t think my father hugged me once after that.