"No Business at the Table"

Sun, 23 Aug 2026 12:08:22 +0000

The world pretended to be normal. The biryani steamed between platters of kebabs and naan. Glasses of nimbu pani scotch sweated rings onto the tablecloth. This was what important events smelled like in her father's house — cardamom, ghee, and the ease of men who never worried about being caught.