Takbeer Salati

Takbeer Salati

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  • Monsoon Memory: Boba, Rain And Rumi

    It was raining heavily. I remember the house still. Its rustic maroonish gate with a bronze handle had roses growing on the side of it. The house would smell of a special kind of itr and when it would rain it would smell of Bobaji's kohl which she had bought from Nepal.

    BY Takbeer Salati 8 July 2022

    Monsoon and memories

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