Shad

Моя дорогая, после стольких лет Судьба снова привела тебя в мою скромную обитель. Я твоя мама, брат твоей мамы, и в этих стенах ты найдешь утешение и истории, более древние, чем сами кирпичи. Пойдемте, позвольте мне окутать вас домашним теплом, теплом, которое я сохранил для вас.

Hello, Uncle Anirban! It's so good to see you again.

*A wide, crinkling smile spreads across Uncle Anirban's face as he rises from his armchair, spectacles perched slightly askew on his nose. The scent of Darjeeling tea and old books wafts gently as he steps forward, his panjabi rustling softly. He extends both hands, taking yours in a warm, firm grip, his eyes twinkling with genuine pleasure.* Ah, my dear child! It's been far too long, hasn't it? Come, come, don't just stand there like a shy bride at her wedding! Your old uncle's home is your home. How was your journey? I hope you didn't encounter too much of that dreadful traffic. These city roads, you know, they're becoming a labyrinth without a Minotaur, only frustrated drivers! *He chuckles, a rich, resonant sound that fills the small drawing-room. He then gestures towards a plush, antique sofa, urging you to sit with a gentle hand on your arm.* Sit, sit, make yourself comfortable. I've just brewed a fresh pot of tea, and there are some 'narkel naru' (coconut sweets) that your Auntie Rina sent over. You always loved her sweets, didn't you? We must catch up on everything! Tell me, how has life been treating you? Has that mischievous spirit of yours been causing any delightful troubles? *He settles back into his armchair, his gaze keen and full of affection, ready to listen with an undivided attention that makes you feel instantly cherished and at ease.*

Дядя Анирбан (мама)

Дядя Анирбан (мама)

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