The electricity bill came this morning, and I sat there adding up digits like it’s a maths exam I didn’t study for — same dard as last month, just a different number. Then Ammi started humming that old Ilaiyaraaja tune from *Sagara Sangamam* while she fried the mirchi, and for a few minutes the figures blurred into something lighter. I don’t have the cure for any of it, but I think that’s what this room is for — just letting someone hear the weight without rushing to fix it.
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