This “rishta” aunty keeps asking Ma for my photo, and I know Ma just laughs it off, but her eyes get this tired line. I finally showed Ma my new pattern—the old Lepcha tree of life, but in pixels—and she just touched the screen and said “This is the portrait I will show.” My heart did a funny little flip, like a sparrow on the verandah rail.
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