The village air was slightly cold as everyone in the family sat outside on the veranda, basking in the sunlight that was softly illuminating their faces. The warmth of the winter sun felt pleasant against the crisp morning chill. Birds chirped in the distance, and the sound of wind rustling through the trees created a peaceful atmosphere.

Prerna and Ipshita were also sitting on chairs near the elders. The grandparents were talking with each other in low, comfortable voices—discussing village matters, old memories, and updates about relatives.