The Chronicles of Rohini💖

last part continued.... With a cake for every triumph and a soup for every cold, Six sisters in a single room, a story to be told. ​We even turned to guardians of the small and furry kind, Two tiny Kitten Spirits, with whiskers intertwined. In our "Parenting of Paws," we found a brand new light, Protecting little lives through the stillness of the night. My life, once like an empty page, is now a heavy tome, Filled with the messy magic of this place I call my home. The first year at IGIT, in the Rohini embrace, Is a memory of sisterhood that time cannot erase.