“Amma,” she said, voice cracking. “Tell me about the day you stopped looking in the mirror.”
“From the Sethi mansion auction,” Ravi said, wiping his brow. “Only two hundred rupees. A bargain.” aaina 1993
Not in the reflection. In the room.
“It’s old ,” Ravi corrected gently. “There’s a difference.” “Amma,” she said, voice cracking
On the other end of the line, her mother was quiet for a long time. Then, softly: “Which one, beta?” ” she said