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Anjali burned her finger on the hot steel. She sneezed from the pepper. But when she poured the dark, creamy liquid into the kullhad (clay cup), the colour was perfect—the colour of a monsoon cloud.

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Anjali stared at the ginger and cardamom pods. In her world—a world of university applications, coding bootcamps, and Instagram reels—making chai was a chore, not a skill. But the look in Aaji’s eyes was not about tea. It was about legacy. Anjali burned her finger on the hot steel