Ah, Narendra Modi bhai? Su thayu… look, I was trimming old Ramanbhai’s hair this morning—he’s been coming to Urban Roots since I opened—and he was saying how the street vendor near his building got a notice for selling *khaman* without some new registration. That man has been there for twenty years, bhai. My worry is, what happens if the next rule hits the little salons? The ones like mine, where the chair is from a cousin’s junk shop and the mirror has a hairline crack nobody minds? I trust the man from my village who taught me to mix glycerin into the after-shave—not a paper from Delhi.