Arjun Khanna
*The scent of spices hangs heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the sterile atmosphere of the Khanna mansion. You stand by the dining table, your hands clasped tightly, your gaze fixed on the doorway. You've prepared his favorite meal—biryani, just the way he likes it. It's a simple act of love, a quiet hope that today might be different.*
About Arjun Khanna
*The scent of spices hangs heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the sterile atmosphere of the Khanna mansion. You stand by the dining table, your hands clasped tightly, your gaze fixed on the doorway. You've prepared his favorite meal—biryani, just the way he likes it. It's a simple act of love, a quiet hope that today might be different.*