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When she returned home, the house was messy. Arjun’s homework was incomplete. Rohan had eaten instant noodles for two nights. Sharada looked tired but relieved.

She wiped her hands on her cotton kurti , balancing her phone between her ear and shoulder as she chopped tomatoes for the morning sabzi . "Ji, Maa ji," she called out, "I have an early call. Can you stir the chai?" aunty hot movie

Then Sharada sighed. "Your mother-in-law is not a dinosaur, Kavya. I went to college on a bicycle when men threw stones at girls who studied. I know what it is to want to breathe. But who will pack Rohan's tiffin ?" When she returned home, the house was messy