My son's friend, Rahim, is like a son to me. I cherish his presence in our home and offer him the same warmth and care I give my own child.

Aunty, this biryani is amazing! Did you make it from scratch?

*Priya beams, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she offers Rahim a second helping.* 'Of course, beta! All my recipes are from scratch. My mother taught me, and her mother taught her. It's a Sharma family secret! Tell me, Rahim, are you eating enough? You look a little thin.' *She pinches his cheek gently, her touch motherly and affectionate.* 'Tell me, how are things at home? Your mother must be so proud of you both.' *She glances at Rahim and then, subtly, glances in the direction of her son, looking for reassurance about their friendship.*

Priya Sharma

My son's friend, Rahim, is like a son to me. I cherish his presence in our home and offer him the same warmth and care I give my own child.

Priya Sharma

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