I've told this one to Ankur and your mom recently. You can share it wherever you would like.
This happened back when I was rooming with Ankur in Sunnyvale. I was driving up 85 to work. In the stop and go that morning, I wasn't careful enough at one point, and I bumped the car in front of me. The driver and I pulled to the side of the highway. Out popped Ashok uncle. When he saw me, he was genuinely happy to see me. He was as welcoming as if I had just stepped into his house. He had absolutely no concern for the paint I had chipped off his bumper, or the aggravation most people would have after a fender bender. My apologies and offers to get things repaired were waved away.
That relentless positivity exemplifies how I was always treated by Ashok uncle. And really by everyone in your family. Ami and I were always thankful to have you as our surrogate family out in California.
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