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After a few moments, Anand returned from the room vigorously wiping his
head with a hand towel. A warm aroma swept through the dining room and
Anand settled in his favourite carved wooden chair. Shobha hurried to set the
table, as Anand waited impatiently. He heaped his plate with some salad and she
passed on a few chapattis and sabzi after taking some in her plate.
“So how was your day?” Shobha asked. Shobha watched him eat and
waited for him to say something, anything. If he liked the Alu Gobi, if he didn’t.
About his job. About the weather.
“So how was your day?” she repeated.
“Oh, it was alright. It was pouring quite a bit today so I was at my desk all
the time. What about you?”
“Nothing much. I just attended my first music class today.”
“Uh‐huh.”
“It was great actually. Shilpa had called up and we were talking about
things and then we just, I mean, she just suggested I could start learning music
again, here, you know…” Shobha continued, refilling Anand’s plate with salad.
“So why don’t you call Shilpa sometime here?” Anand said, “Maybe you
can even show her around Bombay,” Anand suggested, wiping his mouth with a
blue embroidered napkin.
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