A pickles way to the heart
It was a beautiful Summer Sunday afternoon. I had never ever met her before, I didn't even know her real name. And until she opened that door into her little apartment, with that broad smile and those incredibly pleasing dimples; for me, Avira didn't exist. This story is not a love story, but it's a story about love, food and raw human connection. It was the year 2020, the world was struggling to cope up with the Covid pandemic and much of the planet didn't know what or when this was going to end. The pandemic not only destroyed economies but also human lives, both physically and mentally. The medical fraternity was in the forefront of the war and they took a lot of the weight upon themselves in giving back and saving mankind as a whole. I was busy searching for some online groups trying to find some useful resources for my friend's parents who were suffering from Covid and I desperately needed help and the only easiest way was to check much of the online platfo...
