"Beta, eat one more roti," insists Asha. "I am full, Maa." "Your cheeks are sinking. Eat." This negotiation lasts three minutes. Finally, the child eats half a roti dipped in sugar (a weirdly common Indian comfort food) just to shut everyone up.
By 10:30 PM, the house finally exhales. The dishes are in the sink for the morning. The geyser is off. As I pull the blanket over my son, he mumbles, "Good night, Ma." chubby indian bhabhi aunty showing big boobs pussy top