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Every afternoon, Manviya and Parikshit raced to Grandpa's house. His garden wasn't just pretty; it was a magical world where every flower seemed to whisper secrets. Today, they found Grandpa humming softly, tending to his vibrant hibiscus.
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'Grandpa,' Parikshit began, 'the world feels so big sometimes! How do you know so much about everything?' Grandpa chuckled, offering them each a plump, ripe berry. 'The world is indeed vast, my dears, but wisdom often starts by looking closely at small things, like this stone.'
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