My amma called again this morning to ask if I’d met any 'good family boys' at the chai stall below my building. I was actually sketching the paan-wala's sleeping dog, lines all crooked in the dawn light. I just said 'acha, I’ll look next time,' and took a sip of my coffee, listening to the 5:15 goods train rumble past.
#life
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