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.....he ordered shafa to get him his breakfast,  he sat ordering  on the  cot placed in the gkazed  veranda  looking  towards the kitchen,  the floating  aroma of cooking  of hot omelets and  wheat  parathas   and  sweet steaming tea was making him eager  and hungry 

He admired shafa mischievously  comparing her to  the  ideal  perfect housewife   that is  the main character of each and every novel 

He asked if abba and amma had eaten  their breakfast 

He was late, it was twelve and by now otgers were getting ready for second meal,  lunch  was cooking 

Amma who was an avid reader had  taken her just recently arrived digest to her room  emerged   looking  worried  because  talya was left behind and the boy and the wicked girl had gone  ahead,  he said not to  get stressed all will be  fine in the end and  quickly quietly  slipped out of sight