AROHI
I wince when the hot tawa kisses my skin, burning my finger. I blow on it quickly, but my mind isย still elsewhere. I have been like this since morning, restless and unfocused.

AROHI
I wince when the hot tawa kisses my skin, burning my finger. I blow on it quickly, but my mind isย still elsewhere. I have been like this since morning, restless and unfocused.

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