All along I used to think of my mom as an artist and dad as an engineer. Only during my most recent trip to India did I realize how both their professions are so similar with only the medium being different. One uses alphabets on paper and the other, bricks & mortar on land. Both are chiseled into perfection, until it cannot be any better, both in the end, brings joy to anyone who comes across it.
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