Yashoda (Marathi, Paperback, MAHAJAN CHHAYA)

Within A Moment Baisa Hugged Him. Radho Snuggled Into Her Embrace And A Wave Of Compassion Filled Her Mind. His Touch Brought Back Memories Of So Many Aromas. Aroma That Went Beyond Collapse Or Support &Ndash; It Was The Aroma Of A Life Of Futility And Loneliness&Hellip; The Aroma Of Damp, Old Clothes Kept In A Trunk In The Dark Attic&Hellip;Baisa Who Had Never Experienced The Tender Feel Of A Baby&Rsquo;S Skin, Dragged Her Mind Out Of Its Dark Recesses. Her Gaze Settled On Radho, With The Same Curiosity With Which One Gazes At An Innocent Newborn&Hellip;