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Picture credits- indianexpress.com “Pardon me, mom! Nothing can easily slide down my throat; I barely have any appetite.” Hearing her twenty five year old daughter, Clara, say this, Lilly, who wore a worried look on her face, as her dear child had not eaten properly since a week, sadly slumped back into the sofa beside her. Silently witnessing the scene, Stephen, Clara’s maternal uncle, who had just then arrived for his usual Friday pie and tea, entered the hall, settled back into the age old teak chair , the family’s honor that was passed down to them from generations and quizzed his niece, “ Honey! What’s wrong with you? How can anyone resist your mother’s apple pie and milk tea? Clara disinterestedly blurted with a faint tone,” Not when you’ve lost your appetite uncle Stephen. However please don’t hesitate to enjoy your pie”. Lilly served two huge triangles of hot pie with a big cup of tea to her brother with an expression which suggested that she was deeply bothered abo...