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The morning hours are a whirlwind of packing steel tiffin boxes with hot , and maybe a bit of homemade mango pickle
I remember the daily struggle of trying to fit a heavy lunchbox into a school bag already bursting with textbooks. There was no such thing as a simple sandwich. The box contained aloo parathas with a side of pickle, carefully wrapped in a cloth napkin that smelled of home.
