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My Lil' one writes !!!

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Today when I complete 5 years with my current organization, I want it to be special. 😎
For the first time my Sister has written some literature stuff (😱 except for the Exam times) and that too it says good things about me (so I want to keep record of it 😄).
Special occasion treat !!! 😉

Here she goes -
"...
Today suddenly when I look back 6 years from now, i realize being in IT was not bad decision (me - as if she had so many choices 😛)  
Even it makes me think, Nothing can be better than this.
I can't forget the day when I took admission (me - her college was like in Village, so far. I still wonder how she travelled their everyday for 4 years.). 
I can't even forget my First code that was printf of C written by Bhaiya (me - my younger and her elder brother) and motivating me to learn coding. Then as years went by and I completed my engineering,Ii realized that while in college I learnt nothing but hats off to Bhaiya and Didi (me - Didi is me ☺️). I don't know  where I stand now in my career, but I love my profession only because of you both. 

From the single line of printf I went on to build many small games, stories and also Game of Battleship. That was only for you Didi because you so much wanted me to build that. I wish I could complete that. (me - well that was almost complete except few pending touch ups)

Today I am here, feeling proud of myself and my profession - when I say I'm an Engineer or specifically Software Engineer ...
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We 3 siblings, working in the same industry echo same feeling and wish bright career for each other !!!

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