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At 1:00 PM, Kavita’s phone buzzed. A family WhatsApp group called "The Sharmas."
Before Kavita could answer, the school bus honked outside. Aarav ran out, still chewing a piece of jaggery , his shoelaces untied.
The house transformed into a railway station between 6:45 and 7:15 AM. The doorbell rang—it was the doodhwala (milkman) with two pouches of milk. The newspaper slid under the main door. Rohan, now in his crisp white shirt and trousers, fought with the ironing board.
Upstairs, Rohan stirred. He didn’t brush his teeth first; he went to the small puja room in the corner of the hall. He lit the brass lamp, rang the small bell, and chanted for ten minutes. The tikka (vermilion mark) on the small Ganesha idol was fresh from yesterday.
Rohan grabbed his office bag and the steel dabba (lunchbox). "I’ll be late tonight. Client meeting."
At 1:00 PM, Kavita’s phone buzzed. A family WhatsApp group called "The Sharmas."
