And when Anjali grew up, Kavya thought, maybe she’d wear jeans and a bindi . Or a saree with sneakers. Either way, the flame in the lamp would still be lit. The kolam would welcome the dawn. And the story would continue—one cup of tea, one negotiation, one quiet act of defiance and devotion at a time.
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