7 chya aat gharat

Story by Shilpa Pagnis Nadkarni It was 7.20pm. My eyes were red and swollen, tears rolling down my cheeks, and my Aai (mom) had held my hand tight and was dragging me back home…. all I could hear was my Aai’s scolding.. don’t you know the standing rule of our family- 7 chya aat gharat (meaning: you should be back
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