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She did not wait for an answer. Within 90 seconds, a plate with two aloo parathas , a mountain of butter, and a dollop of pickle materialized in front of him.

He smiled. “Goodnight, Maa.”

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“No, Maa. It’s late.”

And then, the aunty from upstairs , Geetanjali, rang the bell. “Sudha ji, did you see the stock market? It crashed.” She did not wait for an answer

Sudha put her hand on his head. Not softly—Indian mothers don’t do soft. It was a firm, grounding slap-pat. “Beta, stress is for the rich. You are Sharma. We survive. Now go buy jalebis from the corner shop. Geetanjali’s husband got a promotion. We have to show her we are also happy, even if the market crashed.” “Goodnight, Maa