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Later, as Meera scrolled through social media, she saw posts calling Indian culture “vibrant” and “spiritual.” True, she thought. But also: patient. Messy. Loud. Tender. A culture that washes clothes in the river and prays to the same river for forgiveness. A life where the sacred and the mundane hold hands—where you remove your shoes before entering a temple, but also before entering a kitchen. The same chaos of love

Evening brought the colony children to the courtyard. Diwali was approaching, and Meera taught them to make rangoli—patterns of colored rice and petals that dissolved underfoot within days. “Why make something so temporary?” asked a young girl. Meera smiled. “Because beauty needn’t be permanent to be real. Like this moment. Like us.”