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Bhavya Bhanushali is a famous archaeologist in Rome who always loves finding new things. She had to live with her grandparents in Rome after her parents passed away when she was young, but she really likes living with them.
But now, she's go...
I woke up to the pilot announcing our imminent landing. Taking out my earbuds, I put them in my pocket and gathered my things. When the plane landed, I stepped out, taking a deep breath as I looked at the place I had dreaded.
INDIA..........
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Bhavya's POV
Exiting the airport, I looked around for my aunt, who was supposed to pick me up. Finally, I spotted her by a car, holding a sign with my name. Relief flooded over me as I hurried towards her, giving her a tight hug. "Maasi! I missed you so much," I exclaimed. She laughed warmly and hugged me back. "I missed you too, baccha. Let's get in the car. We can catch up on the way home."
As we drove, I couldn't help but admire the scenery. Excitement bubbled inside me as we approached the gates of her house. Passing through, I gazed in awe at the magnificent mansion before us. Getting out of the car, I followed my aunt to the front door, my excitement growing.
"Welcome to your new home, Bhavya," Maasi said with a smile as she opened the door. "Wow, it's amazing," I said, impressed by the grandeur of the mansion.
Maasi chuckled at my reaction. "Come on, I'll show you to your room." She led me to a room in the middle of the second floor. "This is your room. You can unpack, and I'll make you something to eat."
Still in awe of the room's beauty, I nod enthusiastically. The light walls, comfy bed, closet, and hanging succulents make it feel fresh and welcoming. And the balcony filled with plants adds to the charm. "It's stunning!" I exclaim, unable to contain my excitement.
Maasi smiles warmly. "I'm glad you like it. Make yourself comfortable. I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything." As I unpack, the reality of my new adventure sinks in. I feel grateful for the unexpected warmth and comfort of this breathtaking mansion in Rajasthan.
After changing and settling in, I head downstairs to the kitchen. Maasi gestures for me to sit, placing a stack of pancakes in front of me. I thank her and start eating. Maasi sits across from me and shares some important news.
"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. You use the office on the third floor. It belonged to your father, but since..." I notice the pain in her eyes when she mentioned my father. "...in any case, you can use it. It hasn't been used in a while, so it might be a bit dusty. But we can clean it up for you."
Feeling a sense of responsibility, I offer, "I'd like to clean it myself, if that's okay." Maasi nods in agreement, "Of course. The cleaning supplies are in the basement. You can grab them when you're ready." I nod and continue enjoying the delicious pancakes.
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After finishing my pancakes, I wash my plate in the kitchen before heading back to my room. Unsure of what to do next, I notice the balcony and decide to go out there. Grabbing my iPod, I step onto the balcony. The cool wind ruffles my hair, and I take a deep breath, enjoying the refreshing air.
