Mom!Alok!Come soon. Hot and yummy parathas are ready , screamed Nisha, as she placed three white plastic plates on the wooden dining table. She, in a dark pink saree and a white pearl necklace wrapping around her neck, rushed back towards the kitchen which was separated from the dining hall with a thick white arc, extending from the left balcony of the hall to the right balcony of the kitchen. Their flat shined bright with the hot Sun piercing through the opened balconies and the big window by the main door, a few feet away from the dining table as the