Saroj poured the first cup for the gods. Then for her husband, who had died seven years ago but whose chair remained empty and untouched. Then for everyone else.
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That evening, the house was a mess of colored water, torn clothes, and laughter. Even the cat turned pink. Saroj made gujiya —sweet dumplings stuffed with khoya and nuts—and the family ate together on the floor, sitting cross-legged on old newspapers, because that’s how food tastes best: with hands, with family, without plates. You cannot summarize India