This is all about a family life where golden bangle plays a major part in their distress

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…my subsistence drew closer both rundown and lavish clientele. I dole out for all to meet the requirements of the human race. From the golden hands of the artists to the much caretaking merchant’s shelf and from the shelf to the wrist, my journey ends in the furnace to be re-shaped for future use. I bear within me the entire world. From parental home to in-laws, the ride leaves behind footprints of reminiscences. The destitution of its donor on one hand and imperceptible…

By Mushtaque B Barq