Some soup?

[ before ] Rania wished, not for the last time though, that food could materialise out of thin air. The three times a day, seven days a week of racking brains on what to cook and finally accomplishing it was fraying her nerves. But everyone, including herself needed to eat. So cook and eat she … Continue reading Some soup?


Wind chimes

[ before ] Their grandparents' home was a sprawling bungalow. A bit fraying at the edges, but a beautiful sight to behold. It was probably built just before the Independence. It was slightly different from the local havelis, in that there was no courtyard in the middle, but rather lawns spread around the building in … Continue reading Wind chimes