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Sunday morning. A relaxed atmosphere filled Vikram’s house. His father was reading the newspaper, and his mother was light-heartedly working in the kitchen.The gate bell rang. "Vikram! Your friends are here!" his mother called out.Vikram ran from his room. Arjuna and Kiran stood at the gate."Come in, come in," Vikram welcomed them."Is Thatha (Grandfather) at home?" Arjuna asked softly."Yes, he's in the backyard," Vikram said.They walked to the backyard. There, near a large Tulsi plant, Thatha sat on a wooden chair. His eyes were closed, his face peaceful. He seemed to be in meditation.Vikram held the palm-leaf book carefully, wrapped