Shades.


My mother is an impatient lady, never idle. Sunrise to sunset (when she is not in office), she keeps herself busy stitching, putting sequins on shawls and what not.


And when she isn't drowning out the silence with the noise from her ancient sewing machine, she is found in the garden, tending the plants.


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