Dad: Did you read the Gita that I gave you ? Did something go to the head?
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Son: Yes, I have read.
The boy suddenly hold the pistol and said, "Get ready for death".
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Dad: Hey, what are you doing? I am your father
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Son: Gita did not say that no one is a father or somebody's son. We are all children of God.
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Father: Father, if I get fired, I'll die ...
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Son: Father, Nasrha is the body of death. The soul never dies. The soul is indescribable, immortal. There are lyrics.
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Father: Parents do not. If I suddenly get out of the shot, I will die and I will die in pain
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Boy: Why do you think in vain?
"In the lyrics, Nainang Chindanthi Shastarni, Nainang Dahati Pabak:"
The soul can not be cut with the sword, it can not be burnt in the fire. Knowing why everyone is so scared?
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Father: Father, think about your younger brothers and sisters, once you think of your mother. What will happen to them?
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Son: Nobody in this world has its own. All relations of the world are on the interest. There is also the Gita
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Father: Son, what do you get by killing me?
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Son: If you are killed in the room, you will be blessed with heaven. And I will get your riches.
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Father: Father, do not do that wrong, plz ....
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Boy: Do not worry, Dad. As soon as the soul leaves the old body, the soul gets new body, you also prepare to get for the new body.
Goodbye
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"Moral of the story"
