Bhide sat down on his chair, defeated. "My tuition classes... my students... they will have to climb over a cupboard to get in. This is not renovation, this is humiliation!"
"100% guarantee," Raja promised, crossing his heart. "If an earthquake comes and your house falls, I will return the money."
Daya ran to the living room, but it was too late. The walls were a blinding, aggressive yellow. "Arre wah! It looks like a temple!"
"Jijaji, don't worry," Patil said, stepping over a tarpaulin. "This color repels negative energy. And it’s earthquake-proof. If the earth shakes, the walls will be too bright to look at, so you won't see the cracks."
"Cream is weak," Raja countered. "For earthquake resistance, you need intensity. How about 'Turmeric Burst'?"
"Bhide sahib!" a worker shouted. "The Vastu says your door is facing the wrong direction. We need to shift it three inches to the left."