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As they worked, the air filled with stories. Aaji told of the Ganesh festival in her village, where the idols were made of clay from the riverbank and dissolved back into the same water. Nalini told of her own childhood in Pune, of the ten days of non-stop aarti and the massive processions.

Meera smiled. "Then why do we do it?"

Later, the neighbors came. Mrs. Desai from upstairs brought a plate of karanji . The boys from next door arrived with a loudspeaker. The small living room turned into a gathering of five families, eating, laughing, and arguing about politics. The children wore tiny dhotis and lehengas . The adults had kumkum on their foreheads. As they worked, the air filled with stories

Meera groaned. "Aaji, I have a deadline." Meera smiled

The scent of cardamom and cloves was the first thing that pulled Meera out of bed. It was 5:30 AM, the Mumbai sky still a bruised purple, but the kitchen downstairs was already humming with a life of its own. Her grandmother, Aaji, stood over the ancient, greasy stove, stirring a giant pot of chai with a ladle that had seen three generations. Desai from upstairs brought a plate of karanji