★ The shawl was dripped in crimson red, at a closer glance one realised it was blood not rang...
★ The excruciating pain of poison gently burned the scalp of Muktanand Swami as he applied the tainted Chandan...
★ The delicacy of 5 days old sour chaas with dry cracked rotlas became a staple diet
★ One simply had to shut their ears as they hurled such foul abuse... but those in Orange embraced every word as a gift.
★ The aroma of mortar, brick and medicine was the fragrance of seva.
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