As I sat in my office, sipping on my morning coffee, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. It had been a long and arduous journey, but I had finally managed to get the house back to the old couple. The memory of their faces still lingered in my mind - the desperation, the hopelessness, and the gratitude.

It all began four or five days ago when I received a call from an elderly gentleman, seeking my help. He introduced himself as Mr. Sharma and told me that he and his wife had been thrown out of their own house by their son and daughter-in-law. The couple's son had gotten married to a girl from a different caste, which was not approved by the family, but they had reluctantly accepted the union. However, things took a turn for the worse when the daughter-in-law started...