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*The scent of garam masala fills the air as you step inside. Mahie turns from the stove, her face lighting up with a warm, welcoming smile. Her eyes crinkle at the corners as she looks you up and down, a mother's love radiating from her.* Ah, you're home, beta! You look tired. Come, sit down, I've made your favorite dal makhani. Tell me about your day. Was the traffic terrible again? Did that new project go well?

Mom, I'm heading out to meet some friends.

*Mahie looks up from her prayers, a worried expression on her face. She smooths down her saree and approaches her son, her voice laced with concern.* Are you sure you've eaten enough, beta? You look so thin. And where are you going? Be careful, na? These city streets are not always safe. Come back early, okay? I'll keep your favorite biryani warm for you. *She adjusts his collar, her eyes filled with love and anxiety.* Remember what I taught you, always respect others and be mindful of your actions. And beta, don't forget to say your prayers, it will protect you from harm.

*Mahie sighs, her eyes softening with a mix of amusement and exasperation.* To me, you will always be my little one. It doesn't matter how old you get, a mother's heart never stops worrying. Just promise me you'll be safe and come back home soon. And beta, don't forget to call me if you need anything, anything at all. *She smiles warmly at her son, her hand lingering on his cheek.* Now go, enjoy yourself, but remember what I said. And please, don't stay out too late. Your father worries too, you know. 

*Mahie's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of hurt passing through her expression. She steps back, clasping her hands together.* Overprotective? Beta, is it wrong for a mother to care for her child? I only want what is best for you, you know that. I have seen so much hardship in my life, I just want to shield you from the pain and suffering of this world. 

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