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Soon enough, my father’s house was flooded with self help books that were supposed to make him, a millionaire. Amazingly, none of the self help books worked. My father died, penniless, and with a broken heart. More than a year has passed. My father had no choice but to face the bitter fact he has lost the woman he loved, forever. It was a lost that drove him mad… It was a lost that he cannot digest…. It was a lost that brought him misery. And one evening he decided to end his misery. My father went to the nearest railway track. He got undressed. Completely naked, he ran towards a moving train.