The Moon peeps over
There were a hundred flats in the building and life was one big jovial party. Everyone was rich and loaded. There was a superb mix of the young and the old. The place was also host to an army of maids, cooks and drivers. Selections for these jobs were done by the Security Master of the Chawl Hotel. The architect of the hotel had indeed made a five star Mumbai style Chawl hotel. The ambience thus too was that of a Chawl. Everyone knew everyone and salutations of good morning and good evening were accepted as the done-thing amongst the residents. Snooty people were looked down upon despite the ample riches of the place.
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