The bells tinkled gently as I closed the door and entered. My footsteps were muffled by the wooden floor boards! The aroma of fresh food wafted towards me as I stepped into the lobby, which led to the kitchen on one side. ‘Oh, good you’re here, Bitiya Rani,’ said Chacha ji. ‘Freshen up, food is […]
Tag: LoveThatAgesWell
Back To Top