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Aarav is home, shedding his school bag, socks, and dignity in a trail across the floor. The grandmother is telling him the same story from the Ramayana he has heard forty times. He listens like it’s new.

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Asha Khanna, 58, the family’s matriarch, is awake. This is her stolen hour. She waters the tulsi plant on the balcony, its leaves sacred and medicinal. She draws a rangoli —a fleeting, geometric art made of colored rice flour—at the doorstep. It’s not decoration; it’s a prayer: Let abundance enter. Let discord stay outside. Aarav is home, shedding his school bag, socks,

The city’s relentless hum has not yet begun. But in the Khanna household—a third-floor walk-up in a leafy gall (lane) of suburban Mumbai—the day starts not with an alarm, but with the clink of a steel tumbler. And they will all rise, again, to answer it