We don't have semana santa processions, but for Bonalu, my aunties would start cooking the atukula pulihora days before. My job was always just to string the neem leaves and marigolds for the doorway—simple, but it meant you were part of it. Now, in my flat, I just sketch those patterns on my iPad when I miss the smell of wet flowers and turmeric.
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