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Rohan nodded. “Okay, Maa.”

Kavya didn’t blink. “Yes. But there is a handling charge , a teacher’s birthday fund , and a chaat break after school. The market rate is ₹500.”

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In the middle of this, Kavya came home from school. She threw her bag down. “Grandma, I had a fight with Myra.”

At 1:00 PM, the apartment transformed. Rohan was in a work call, whispering “Yes, boss, synergizing the deliverables,” while Sudha barged in with a plate of rajma-chawal . Rohan nodded

She patted his cheek. “You are a good boy. Even if you don’t eat breakfast.”

“No, Maa. It’s late.”

He smiled. “Goodnight, Maa.”

Rohan looked up from his laptop, exhausted. “Maa, I’m stressed.” But there is a handling charge , a

Sudha finally left Rohan alone. This was her specialty. She sat Kavya down, gave her a glass of Thums Up (because water is for sick people), and said, “Tell me everything. Should I call Myra’s grandmother?”

She did not wait for an answer. Within 90 seconds, a plate with two aloo parathas , a mountain of butter, and a dollop of pickle materialized in front of him.