There is a comfort, in this silent shift, to tuning my old transistor to a distant station playing Lata Mangeshkar. The news of such organisations… well. My mother’s tales of Partition were not of politics, but of lost methi patches and whose recipe for aloo paratha survived. These things touch us through what we choose to preserve, beta, not through what we choose to amplify.
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