Tomorrow, the mixer-grinder would hum again. And Kavita wouldn’t have it any other way.
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For a brief, glorious moment, the house fell silent. Kavita looked around. The newspaper was scattered, a spoon lay in the puja thali, and water was dripping from the filter. She sighed—not with exhaustion, but with a strange, full-hearted satisfaction. Tomorrow, the mixer-grinder would hum again