My ancestral city

As i think of Surat i recall the smell of mouth watering jalebis and the rich taste of my nanis thandai. The smell of wet mud as i stroll through her garden and inviting voice always asking me what i would like to eat. The sound of the bell and smell of the agarbati would remind me it was time for puja every evening . We often discuss her freinds in the neighborhood and she would always compete to cook. Surat is famous for its traffic delectible food and  for very warm and welcoming people.

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