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It was a sunny morning, bright and beautiful. In the kichen, the family was huddled together, about to sip the hot nun chai, the pink salty tea. The tea had been prepared by Sarwat and it was magical.
"When my Sarwat lal makes it, I don't just taste it – I feel it in my body as its fragrance rejuvenates each and every tendon of my soul," the grandfather had told Zara, Sarwat's daughter, a few days before his death. They lived in a single-storey house near Gulshanpora, a beautiful village in Pulwama District in South Kashmir. Despite struggling to make ends meet, Ibrahim's family of six, had more joys than sorrow. He and his wife Sarwat felt rich when their children were around them.