“Tell me a story,” Ayaan said.
This was the ritual. For fifty years, Dadi had made three hundred nankhatais every Diwali. The first hundred went to the Gurdwara. The second to the neighbors—to feuding Mr. Sharma upstairs and the new Bengali family who still said “thank you” for everything. The last hundred were for the family. Mms Desi Kand %5EHOT%5E