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In most Indian households, the day does not begin with an alarm clock. It begins with the sound of a pressure cooker whistling in the kitchen, the clink of steel tiffins being packed, and the low murmur of the morning news on a dusty television set.

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The gates open. Neighbors wander in without knocking. Children play cricket in the driveway, breaking the bougainvillea bush for the hundredth time. The chai vendor calls from the corner. Inside, the family gathers around the phone, calling relatives in Canada or Kerala. “Beta, khana khaya?” (Child, did you eat?) is the standard greeting. It is never about weather; it is always about food and health. In most Indian households, the day does not