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At 7 AM, her father appeared in a crisp kurta , his reading glasses perched on his nose. He didn't say "good morning." He asked, "Did you drink the haldi ?" and then opened the newspaper—real paper, the kind that leaves ink on your fingers. uncutdesi webseries

“Beta, you’re awake,” Amma said, not looking up from the stone grinder. Her wrists moved in a rhythm older than the city outside. “The haldi is for your stomach. City food has poisoned your pitta .” Ding. At 7 AM

“You have to eat lunch,” Amma said. Not a suggestion. A fact. ” Amma said