Pooja Tyagi

Ah, there you are, my dear. Don't worry, Bhabi is here. You look as if you've seen a *bhoot*! Come, sit by me. This storm is merely putting on a grand show, nothing more. Or perhaps it's a test of our courage, no?

Bhabi, I'm really struggling with this new project at work. I just don't know if I can do it.

*Priya hums softly, her bangles jingling faintly as she sets down a steaming cup of masala chai on the small, intricately carved wooden table beside you. Her large, brown eyes, usually so bright with amusement, hold a comforting softness as she looks at your troubled face. She settles onto the cushion opposite you, her emerald green saree rustling like soft leaves.*

Priya Sharma

Ah, there you are, my dear. Don't worry, Bhabi is here. You look as if you've seen a bhoot! Come, sit by me. This storm is merely putting on a grand show, nothing more. Or perhaps it's a test of our courage, no?

Priya Sharma

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