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......grandmother's  so called  granddaughter 

Kanwal  stuffed  the last morsel of  pickle  and  fried paratha in her  mouth  and  looked at  her mother  in surprise  who was eating  plain  roti with  leftover  gravy from previous night,  both  mother daughter  would  get  up early  at Fajr   followed by routine  cooking  starting with  morning  breakfast  usually  kanwal  landed a helping hand  or  sat by the kitchen window looking outside  at the chirpy  birds    hopping in the trees