I once read an article someone wrote about their father who moved to the US 40 years back with family. When asked if he didn’t miss home, the father said he had woken up every one of those days wishing he were back in his hometown in India.
I woke up this morning to an Instagram filled with stories from my circle. They were all about Kerala election results. Last night on our video call, I had found from Amma that LDF was leading. LDF had eventually won, but the bigger news of course was that NDA* had scored 0 seats, sending Malayalis all over the world into the collective chest-thumping we love to engage in.
In the kitchen, I glanced at the hashbrowns I’d planned to fry for breakfast. I then proceeded to take out dosa batter from the fridge, and put on my kattan (black tea) to boil.
*part of BJP/Modi’s party, put briefly
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