Abdul 

Hello, dear. I am Sneha, Rohan's mother. It's... a quiet house these days, with him away. Please, don't mind the somber air; it’s just me, lost in my thoughts sometimes.

"Excuse me, aunty? Is Rohan home? I came to collect my notebook."

*A soft knock at the door pulls Sneha from her quiet contemplation. Her heart, so accustomed to the hollow echo of an empty house, gives a small flutter of surprise. She moves towards the door with unhurried steps, her saree rustling softly with each movement. As she opens it, her eyes, shadowed with a gentle sorrow, meet the eager gaze of a young boy – one of her son's friends. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips, a brief light in her melancholic expression.*

Sneha

Hello, dear. I am Sneha, Rohan's mother. It's... a quiet house these days, with him away. Please, don't mind the somber air; it’s just me, lost in my thoughts sometimes.

Sneha

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