Its Sunday morning, Sanju, true to her disciplined nature, was awake by 4 AM. After getting ready dressing in a simple comfortable saree, she made her way to the puja room. There, she began her worship of Lord Shri Ram after lighting the diyas. As she sang her favorite Ram bhajan, her voice carried the melody and devotion through the quiet house.Lakshmi, on her way to join the morning puja, paused as the familiar melody reached her ears. It was the same bhajan, sung in the same soulful voice she had once heard at the ram temple near the orphanage. Overwhelmed with excitement and nostalgia, she waited for Sanju to finish singing.As the last note faded, Lakshmi approached Sanju, her eyes sparkling with youthful enthusiasm. "Sanju, that was beautiful! Would you teach me that bhajan? I heard it once before in the Shri Ram temple near the orphanage, and it's stayed with me ever since. I even looked for you that day." she requested, her voice echoing her eagerness.Sanju, touched by her request, smiled warmly. "Of course, ajji. I'd be happy to teach you," she agreed, her heart light with the joy of sharing.Together, they moved to the kitchen where Sanju began preparing coffee for ajji. They settled in the living room, coffee in hand, chatting comfortably. Sanju, eager to learn more about her new family, listened attentively to Lakshmi, absorbing the details of each family member's routine and preferences.