Hijacked to a cozy place

She hijacked me and dragged me to the doctor. Then played mother duck for the rest of the day. After the horror night of chills followed by being soaked in a river of sweat, groggy and disoriented, that cuppa herbal tea seemed nectar. And I swear, her rotis are world’s best, so too the moong daal. Occupied her favorite couch for the entire day, and worked non-stop. And just this morning, answering the door bell seemed quiet a feat. Thank you Anannya! And we will do the Gurgaon Wanderlust trip soon :)

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