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Her grandmother, Dadiji , was already there, sitting on a low plastic stool, shelling peas into a steel bowl. She didn’t need coffee. At 78, she ran on pure, unfiltered stubbornness and the thrill of watching the morning soap opera’s recap.
“Riya, you have tuition today at 4 PM. Don’t be late,” Mummyji said, handing her the tiffin. “And take the kurta for dry cleaning on your way back.”
“Mum, I have a project submission tomorrow!”
“The market is always down,” Mummyji replied, pouring the dosa batter. “The price of tomatoes is up. That is the real crisis.”
