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Kavita sighs, but not deeply. She has heard this before. She adds a packet of paneer tikka to the grocery list pinned to the refrigerator by a magnet shaped like the state of Karnataka. From the kitchen, the ta-ka-dhin of a pressure cooker harmonizes with a YouTube tutorial on “How to remove background noise in Premiere Pro” — playing on a tablet propped against a jar of mango pickle. The son, Aarav, 22, is not watching. He is in the living room, earbuds in, gaming. But the tablet is for the house . It is background noise, the new version of the radio playing Vividh Bharati .

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6:15 PM. The western sun has abandoned its assault on the balcony glass. Inside Apartment 4B, the air conditioner clicks off. The day’s last ritual begins.

"Did you buy curd?" Rajesh asks, not looking up. Kavita sighs, but not deeply

One pile: plastic containers to be washed and reused. Second pile: cardboard boxes from Amazon. Third pile: prasad (sweet offering) from the temple down the street, wrapped in newspaper.

The flame catches. She places the lamp at the feet of a small Ganesha idol, whose trunk is dusted with real kumkum and whose base is sticky from a morning offering of besan laddoos. Her phone buzzes. Her 19-year-old daughter, Riya, has texted: "Coming. Need lift from station. Also, no roti tonight. Trying keto." From the kitchen, the ta-ka-dhin of a pressure

"You didn’t tell me you were coming home for dinner," Kavita replies, without heat.