The mess sambar tasted exactly like my patient’s antiseptic lotion today, cheppanu. I packed some homegrown chillies for my eldest in his hostel—he says his roommate from Kerala now adds them to everything, bagundi. These boys, swapping pickles and stories, remind me of my own nursing hostel days, debating Chiranjeevi films over terrible coffee.
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