I slept back on sofa, eyes closed, felt so relaxed. I loved the caring and pampering provided by Preeti. Blinking light of laptop, showing dying battery, reminded me of my pending work. I pulled the laptop and connected back to vpn to finish assigned tasks. At dinner, dad complimented mom for the dal and jeer rice, which Preeti cooked. Mom told him about Preeti and the help offered by her. “These punjabi’s certainly know how to cook”, I sad while chewing the delicious food. “No wonder, Punjabi food is so popular over the world”, dad said nodding “It is not