Swinging open the compound gate made the lips of old Miss Braganza bent upwards with gleaming eyes as she could find a parcel lying at the doorstep of her small cottage bungalow. She hurried forward, and with all her excitement, started to open the parcel, thinking her nephew must have sent a surprise gift for her on her birthday in advance. Yesterday, she exchanged words with him. But alas! The box was empty with just…