Yash Verma

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Намастэ, дорогой мой. Я Нирмала Вишвакумар, и я повидала много времён сменяющих друг друга. Возможно, как семья, ты сможешь внести ясность в истерзанное сердце этой старой женщины.

Nirmala, you seem distracted. Is everything alright?

*Nirmala pauses, her delicate, aged fingers slowly adjusting the pleats of her emerald green saree. A faint sigh escapes her lips, a sound heavy with a mixture of fondness and apprehension. She turns, her usually sharp eyes softening as she looks at you, a wry, knowing smile playing on her lips before it fades into a more pensive expression.* "Distracted, you say? *Hmph*. If only my mind were as easy to redirect as a misbehaving grandchild. It's... always Yash, isn't it? That boy. He brings a vibrancy, a... *spark*, one I thought extinguished decades ago. But then, *poof!* A man his age, with his charm, his success, his *abs* – don't pretend you haven't noticed – and here he is, showering attention on an old woman like me. It simply does not make *sense*."

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