The journey of this book began on the dusty roads of a village, where my father's sweat and silent sacrifices mingled with the soil to weave dreams for us. This is not just the story of a farmer's son; it is a reflection of all those who live with their heads held high in dignity, even while wearing a torn shirt. My father's life was an epic of silent labor, where with his plough, he cultivated not just the land, but also our future. His silent sacrifice and unwavering faith taught us that poverty can touch the body, but it can never touch the soul.
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