The Eiffel Tower glittered like a celestial chandelier, its golden glow reflecting in Siddharth’s eyes as he stepped out of Charles de Gaulle Airport with his wife. The crisp December air carried the scent of freshly baked croissants from a nearby café, mingling with the distant hum of Parisian

It was a chilly morning in Paris, and the aroma of freshly baked croissants filled the air as Shobha and her family stepped out of their hotel. The streets were alive with the gentle hum of bicycles, the chatter of locals, and the occasional bark of a café dog lounging