There was a lot of hustle and bustle in the corner of the street where the famous door read, ’221b Baker Street.' Of course, it was not the entry or the exit of Sherlock Holmes and his paparazzi. It was the next door. A large parcel was being shifted to the house. The house that lay in the middle of a wide array of flowers and fruits in the yard. People shouted and made much of the occasion. It was Christmas and apparentl...