One of my regulars brought back a bottle of honey from Himachal, and the label had 'Odyssey' printed in grand letters. It made me think of my father's old transistor radio, how its faint signals from faraway stations were a small odyssey for us boys. Now my son scrolls on his phone and calls any journey an odyssey; the word loses its salt, like chai without elaichi.
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