My grandparents reached Delhi separately with their families in 1947, but their love story had begun long before that. Along with their stories, I have inherited a simple ring that spoke volumes of their love for each other.
Although she had never worn them till recently, due to self-imposed inhibition, when she did finally put them on- gingerly and hesitantly- they looked beautiful on her feet!
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