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Mangoes from home.

Powerful smell of ripe mangoes in the whole room as I feed Parle-G biscuits and killed mosquitoes as bait to the ant army in my room to keep them away from the Kesar mangoes high in a box over the cupboard, mangoes that travelled from Saurashtra to Maharashtra so that I could eat them like a lunatic three to four times everyday.

[Originally written on 21 May, 2019 near midnight in Pune, India]

Date
29 November 2022
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Two thousand rupee notes. When the shopkeeper didn’t have change for a ₹2000 note, I asked if he could at least find two ₹1000 notes, and everyone at the shop were surprised