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.....sgazya entered the main gate and her nostrils were filled with  tge aroma of briyani cooking,  her feet slowed  down,  this was tge end of tbe month,  medicines  for her parents  were  scooped out from her savings,  briyani could not be possibly  be cooking  in her house,  since father got bedridden  they had given up  whole place on rent  and themselves  squeezed  into a small living  space,  the rent tbey got was their only  source of income